I’ve been recently in Genoa. The most beautiful things very often are not visible at our eyes, in some ways hidden at us. That’s is what happens when you go around the city walking on the little lanes called “caruggi”.…
“September: it was the most beautiful word, I’ve always felt inside me, because it sounded blooming orange trees, swallows and regret” writes the American story teller Alexander Theroux in his book Darconville’s Cat. September, is a double month. Between summer…
In summer i dream of the mountain and in winter i look for the sea. During a so strange year like this one , i dream with open eyes and i hope that all of us we could come back…
What I like about happiness is its power to be replicable. Even if it would appear impossible, illogical and irrational, our memory has the power to renew the eco of an happy moment. That’s the reason why I see me…
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