(Ph: Alberto Zuccalà) |
I think about that woman begging on her knees at the door of the church in Trinity Square , every night. She's the last one, like me. She stands at the door without entering . And she teaches me that from down there you only need to raise your head in order to look at the world and thus enjoy the Sky you never see.
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