I’ve been recently in Genoa. The most beautiful things very often are not visible at our eyes, in some ways hidden at us. That’s is what happens when you go around the city walking on the little lanes called “caruggi”.…

The beginning of November takes us by the hand, leading us to winter season. November is a month that often arouses melancholy. On the contrary, you can live it as a moment of pause, as the occasion to stay with…

“September: it was the most beautiful word, I’ve always felt inside me, because it sounded blooming orange trees, swallows and regret” writes the American story teller Alexander Theroux in his book Darconville’s Cat. September, is a double month. Between summer…