Some pages on this Italian moment when the veil is torn, when all the pieces fall into place and the answer was clear. This particular moment where you realize you almost knew it was there, so close to the surface!
A story that dive around a teenager who leads the naivety of childhood to a more realistic vision of the adult world, its hypocrisies, its turpitude. A Turin 60 years that I knew well, tired by the sun, hidden behind the shutters decrepit, silent, dusty, stifling! Characters so real and still manage to afford a mask! Magistral! Giovanni Arpino is a great, it reminds us of Cesare Pavese. His
Scent of a Woman had long moved and impregnated.
irony, it was sunny today, a sky blue rejoicing for a long day of recovery ...
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