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About Bari

Gets me mad—girls stuck, no way out. Happy? Never. Maybe when I shut one down—felt good, real good. Exaggeratin’? Sure, I’d burn ‘em all, but too many rats profit. Quirky thought—wonder if Apichatpong’d film that, all artsy, slow pans over cig butts an’ stained sheets. “Wind moves, carries nothing”—sums it up, empty souls everywhere.

Brothels Overlook

After lunch, I’m feeling adventurous. I wander over to the Parco della Resistenza. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, people jogging, dogs running around. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my day, and they’re bringing the drama! I’m like, “Get a room, guys!”

Social inclusion: middle school students propose their solutions.