
Screams in the Night
Voices in the street mingle, mixing joy with anger, relaxation with shouts. You cannot distinguish them, you cannot determine if those cries are for help, for relief, for stupidity.Yet, I remain on alert, ready to intervene screaming from the balcony while I call the police for help: we live in a time of despair and suspicion, of loneliness more dense than what we want to … Continua a leggere Screams in the Night