Il mistero delle milanesi in riva al Po. La colonia felice

Stories from a Macondo clinging to the belly of the river. «They were wild days at the bottom of the plain. We lived in a state of grace, nothing could distract those young lives from the fierce thirst for happiness. Terrorism, massacres (strategy of tension), the Cold War… all stuff that flowed on television like fresh water, and we dreamed of living a hundred years in that sunny bliss by the river». «I saw banners of lustrous silk waving in the sun, great ships sailing the oceans and southern seas dotted with fairy-tale islands. And yet, I was on the banks of a river in little Europe».