Adoro alla sera, quell'aria calda, avvolgente, familiare; quella che si sente pochi attimi after the sun has been swallowed by the horizon. When the light is still on and is built on the walls of houses gently tones Alberts, spicy, reddish amber. On the edge of a spring that comes timidly and with some difficulty, but the air is already warm, pleasant, reassuring. I love looking out my window and gaze everywhere, to penetrate my eyes in every crevice of the wall battered in front of the building. It 's almost time for dinner: taste and smell in the air race to excel in hitting the senses of passers-by. Children playing in the yard light emitting squawking. They run, chase and some little ones are accommodated in a box at the supermarket, surrounded by some kind of their dreams. The mothers cook, I also see some of the windows. One looks and tells the boy to go up to eat. He claims a few more minutes and she cries even louder. Someone comes back tired from work, with a bag charge. Balconies and windows wide open and tables set up, poor or so. Televisions blaring give the day's news. Same time, another from another channel to the advertising. A man and a woman are going to sit at the table, both in their sixties, I think husband and wife. Netherlands plump, in a violet robe and battered her with a ribbed white undershirt, but he faded. They look dirty, not rich, but happy. Dilapidated buildings, blinds, which once were bright red, now almost entirely eaten by the sun and destroyed. Smell of onions and fried. Blankets spread out to air. A dog barks, a different answer from a balcony. Pigeons scared shake their wings, pigeons everywhere, on windowsills, on the roof, the railings. The light begins to fade, become stronger than those coming from homes. Someone walks up the stairs, I see it's shadow. Scream, chiachiericcio away, news, boil the oil in a frying pan, ceramic plates that collide with each other, laughter, the smell of summer, wind calm, wave of clothes hanging. Meanwhile, the night descends, and I admire. Surprising humanity.
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