
During one of the Italian lesson I taught to the group of Malians, an elderly man and his wife showed up on our door step bearing beds and chairs. Continua a leggere “4. DAMNED IMMIGRANTS – The Lady and a gentlemen and some old furniture”
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During one of the Italian lesson I taught to the group of Malians, an elderly man and his wife showed up on our door step bearing beds and chairs. Continua a leggere “4. DAMNED IMMIGRANTS – The Lady and a gentlemen and some old furniture”

It has been almost a year since the Malian guys arrived in Gallicano, followed by a few others from Pakistan and Afganistan. Continua a leggere “3. DAMNED IMMIGRANTS -Toure’s school friend”

On an average day we had a visit from a telephone company technician. At least I can talk about the football championship, although I’m not an expert, but I can easily pretend to be. We’ll discuss the weather, the unusual hot or the unusual cold and many others things. Today finally I’ll get to talk with an honest man, worker and father. Today at least I’ll be at ease in a bourgeois way. Continua a leggere “2. DAMNED IMMIGRANTS – Telephone company technician”

The incredible story of Top Fafa (or Fafa Top) starts on a fairly mild winter afternoon when he was found guilty of not knowing his own name. Continua a leggere “1. DAMNED IMMIGRANTS – The incredible story of Top Fafa or Fafa Top”
I.F. was born in Somalia 19 years ago. He lived there for a short time, spending his childhood and teenage years in Ethiopia. Continua a leggere “I.F. and his getaway from home”
DA QUALCHE PARTE IN EUROPA – Da qualche parte a cavallo fra le linee nemiche e all’interno delle trincee, ai confini di Francia, Belgio e Germania si sta aggirando un giornalista-vagabondo. Continua a leggere “On foot from London – Viaggio a piedi da Londra a Trieste”
Prendete della musica elettronica fatta con sintetizzatori analogici e digitali, agitate bene con programmi open source, poi ascoltatela in sottofondo come una colonna sonora, mentre guardate ciò che vi circonda quando uscite di casa. Alpi Apuane, Appennino Tosco-Emiliano, selve di castagni, torrenti, cataste di legna, funghi più o meno buoni. L’accostamento stride, ma funziona e sopratutto è una cosa che mancava in questa grande valle umida. Continua a leggere “Attenti al fungo!”

Una nave naufragata. Un carico misterioso. Una ricca famiglia Barghigiana in rovina. Un’elegante villa da salvaguardare. Continua a leggere “Villa Libbano*”