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About Bari

Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ skin. Nah, it’s deeper—power, survival, rebellion. Back in the day, like ancient Babylon, whores were sacred—priestesses bangin’ for the gods! Can ya believe that? Blew my mind when I read it. Made me happy—women runnin’ the show, not takin’ crap. But then, patriarchy crashed the party, flipped it, and bam—whore’s a slur. Pissed me off, honestly. Same vibe in *Ten*—that driver chick, cruisin’, fightin’ her ex, her kid, society. “You’re tearing me apart!” she yells. Whore’s like that—torn, judged, still kickin’.

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Then, my boss, Mr. Rossi, storms in. He’s all like, “Where are the reports?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying to tame the beast here!” But he’s not having it. He’s got that look, you know? The one that says, “You’re in trouble.” So, I just nod and pretend I’m super focused.

A Shoemaker That Walks but Never Runs (Published 2010)