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@ppoli611674629039 · 16 Mar 2022

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There is a city

Cappuccini and debts?
Cacciucco and bingo?
Feasting and vernacular?
Yes but…
… what if …
… if there was, also another Livorno?
If a modest, shy city that does not shout but speaks in a low voice, that pretends a foreign “normality”, a “littleness”, now came out into the open?
A disparate and apolitical undergrowth of authors, united, however, by the same sensitivity and love for Livorno, this is where this book springs from.
Whether you walk in the forest in search of ferns, like Marco, or rejoice in a newborn daughter, like Fabio, or observe the world from another dimension, like Gio Batta, the feeling is common, the emotional charge common.
From the detail — the word, the gesture, the hand, the butterfly — we access the universal, and if the contents and styles are different, the urgency of Ennio, Gio Batta, Marco, Fabio, Patrizia, Massimo, is one, because humanity is one, because the lights and shadows of our existence are the same.
This is also Livorno.
The Livorno that exists. “La Livorno che c’è”