The details tell.
You don’t need to look any further, just stop and listen to their whisper.
So, what is left in a coffee mug, makes you realize you’re somewhere else.
Where emotions are more intense,
like that creamy coffee ground that remains against the white pottery.


Space is a dimension of communication.
The way you live it – even the mere presence -
explains your identity, claims your role.
It’s a daily and brave choice as it expoes you to others.
Everything is an opportunity.
Every moment and place can be the right ones.
Form finds its justification in substance.


If the conclusion makes you think that waiting it’s not enough,
this could be the explanation of resourcefulness,
with a light vein of restlessness in the eyes.
A thought on the essential. The sea and the sun.
If sometimes they disappear in the tights streets among buildings,
you can easily have a look above and find them there,
beyond the roofs.
To make you remember that all the rest is a temporary mirror.


There are values.
Simple, undiscussed, global.
A faith professed with integrity and celebrated every moment of the day. Everyone is its priest and every new encounter brings always a new believer.
Naples is a performance.
It’s a city of stories where you are the spectator and the protagonist.
It involves you in a continuous dialogue with its questions and its endless answers – because it will never give you a single one.
In the end it convinces you and you abandon your baggage of expectations that you had prepared, too big to bring in your path.
This is how it changes you: little by little it makes you feel part of those stories, you begin to understand them, and it’s no longer just listening to them. It’s the power of welcome.
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