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