We often travel with the thought, to wander imaginatively in ways "other", especially if the "here and now that you are passionate about living there, there stimulates or inspires us too. It happens to everyone. It also happens to Adrian that begins tonight with a desire that seems to have almost a well-printed in his head: "I want write a book. " There is no plot, a definite beginning nor an end, at least for now. People and places, than yes. are well defined. The people of the homeless of Padua is the protagonist. A world seen through the eyes of those who experience it. Curious. Newspaper articles, essays and services in the late evening (because at first it would be too), conferences, round tables. We read and reread stories, migration, issues and battles that lost more than won, who told the world the way it looks from the outside, maybe sometimes I touches or often you've never touched. Funny the proposal of Hadrian. Of course an alternative view would offer new and interesting ideas. Asylum Night, soup kitchens, social services, Italians, foreigners, women, men, there is a bit 'for all. We do not know Adrian well, perhaps because in recent months has been observed recently left him ... but certainly there has carefully observed. It seems almost to relive the moment where he says, looking every day situations in the contexts of both the road and he would like to narrate. Rich in details, feelings, impressions. Adriano rich in short. Dall'aneddoto that makes us smile at the injustice of which even we who work in this environment for years, we find it hard to notice. Far from being outrageous, it seems that Adriano picture the world of people without dwells as in a chapter of "If This Is a Man." There is a disbelief mixed with bitterness in recounting situations in which human dignity is put aside for a piece of bread or an extra sweater.
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And this seems hardly capacitation Adriano. "But we will find something on you?" This question often but the sneak Adriano is able to avoid it. "Writing the other, of what happens out there is not difficult to write about themselves is far more complicated." Separation, some misunderstanding, some phrases or some phrase that does not not listen carefully. Then a hotel, then a house. Then the road. But we have the impression that the stories of Hadrian there are so many things unsaid, which I probably should not know, or better, he says, "For what I had and I have not the courage to ask for an explanation to those who wants to see me and I do not want to know more. " "But your daughter knows that Torresino alive?". "Yes." One Response dried without any additions or rhetorical aftermath, unlike all of our chat. It has a little 'for all Adriano, except for him.
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