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  • L'atmosfera ovattata di un paese abbandonato induce ad un rispettoso silenzio...
    Qui la vita si è fermata, le persone se ne sono andate portandosi via tutto,
    i suoni, le voci, i pianti dei bambini, i rumori, i profumi e le luci.
    Si sono portati via l'anima delle case.
    Sono rimaste solo le pietre e i miei passi sui ciotoli dei vicoli.



    Photo Roberto Franza
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