Sunday afternoon


I spent my Sunday afternoon in one of the biggest bookstore in Milano reading an amazing novel, Mi chiamo… written by Aldo Nove. It is such a touching book about Mia Martini, Italian singer. She was found dead in her miserable apartment, 18 years ago. She used to be a legend but she spent her latest years alone. Why? Because people though she was a which. I am not kidding. A jinx. So she stopped singing. And living.

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