
A Little Boy from Nowhere
Voices that often clash with a deeper reality. Laughter of boys, as it should be, because, even if they disturb, I prefer them this way, laughing but not coarse, cheerful and looking for a comparison instead of aggressive and aimless. I remember that I was like that too, in the silent night, much more silent than now, it was rare to see young people walking … Continua a leggere A Little Boy from Nowhere