Three Two One … A myriad of red party poppers is flooding the stage with the melody of Happy Days as background music. A camera from upwards is zooming on the presenter, crossing that rainfall of synthetic petals and filming the man while uncorking champagne bottles with the help ofRead More →

Wandering ideas across evictions, migrations and Erri De Luca’s stories. It was 7 o’clock in the morning when the police came to evict a family made up of a mother and her three sons from an occupied abandoned basement in the Quarticciolo neighborhood of Rome, derogating from the law that prohibits toRead More →

When my old friend Edoardo, who studies Ancient History at University College in London, bumped into my car, the first thing I told him was : “Edoardo, I still don’t understand why you’re studying History. What do you want to be in your life? And old man collecting boring stamps?”Read More →

When an old day ends and a new one hasn’t started yet, melancholy always takes you, harder then ever. Especially if you live somewhere in the desolate South Roman hinterland. I was driving back home in the late night, coming from a party that was held in the countryside, andRead More →

“To know ourselves we have to know Others, who act as the mirror in which we see ourselves reflected” wrote the reporter Kapuściński in “The Other”. There are few cultures that are still in a strong and dynamic relationship with Others as the gypsy one. The Romani minority represent oneRead More →