Sound of Covid-19
Post-apocalyptic scenes in a Milan I have never seen, heard, imagined.
I see these places for work, at any hour, from the early shift of workers and bankers, to the prostitutes get off. I have seen Milan at any time, at every beat.
A city that never sleeps, as others do, that even in the middle of the night keeps the voices of cars, where I had never imagined I could heard the echo of a clap.