I'm closing the suitcases full of other things to take home as heavy as the stones that I saw yesterday. I went back to L'Aquila, more 'fast this time, and you see the hand of the G8 on the cleaning of road sections, the number of scaffolding and' increased in proportion to prop up the buildings of the city '. Then the policeman took us to San Gregorio, a small town with an adjacent tent city ... Here you really
the impact of the small town razed to the ground, with the orphanage and children's rooms that stand out on the blue color of the stone dust and rubble. A country dropped about himself. And other groppi stomach ...
On the right there and see what 'happened yesterday: 3.6 on the Richter scale, lasting a few seconds, vibrating motion, like when you go in the car and the road' as a wave, preceded briefly by a strange noise, strange and terrifying at the same time ...
I run, I have to finish the last card, handing over and start over.
With old and new friends found, with words and pictures to keep forever.
We do not know how long will last, 'but if I can', once again, I'll be back '...
you hug
"L'Aquila, April 6, 2009, 3:32
Can not 'collapse
a city' that can fly"
