After so here we wander in the eternal city! After so many years
meeting places of my childhood, a Rome ever more chaotic, more and more crowded, a Rome with a soul that I hope never change.
A Rome greeted friends. Where are you going? I'm going to Peru. But what are you crazy?
I was going from Rome puttanona, bourgeois, fascist, from Rome, "good blood volume and Annam on," from Rome of the pizzerias, the dairies, the "salt and tobacco", the "Vegetables and Fruits", this Rome of chestnuts, of maritozzi with cream, without cream, of mostaccioli and candies, rice balls, lupins, the mosciarelle ...
I was going to be one of Rome pizzicaroli, the goalkeepers of the mess, approximations, of cheating, appointments to which you can never turn on time, payments are not made, that Rome and the post office of the Registry, that Rome officials of ministries, state employees, banking, Rome, where the questions were always already closed, where it took a recommendation ...
I was going to be the Rome of the urinals, the urinals, fountains, ex-voto, Right Circular, the Circular Left, the Vatican, of the thousands of churches, cathedrals outside the walls, inside the walls, the nuns of Rome , friars, priests, cats ...
I was going from the penthouse with a view of Rome, Roma Piazza Bologna, Parioli, Via Veneto, Via Gregoriana, that D'Annunzio, the baroque, the eternal, the imperial one, the old, the stravecchia, the tourist , that of day to night, that dell'orchestrina Piazza Exedra, Rome's Fascist Piacentini ...
I was going to be the envy of all that Rome, Roma caput mundi, the Colosseum, the Fori Imperiali, Piazza Venezia, the Altar of the Fatherland, the University of Rome, that Rome always with the sun - summer and winter - which is better than Rome, Milan ...
I was going from Rome where people pissing in the streets, smelly that Rome, clerical, media liter of oxtail, the Rome of the rich shopkeepers: the Rome of Gucci, the Ianetti, of Ventrella, the Bulgarians, of Schostal, Adamoli Sisters of Carmignani, oats, that Rome where there are no jobs, where there is a penny, Rome of the core de Roma "...
I was going to be the pawn of Rome, the Italian Commercial Bank, Campo de 'Fiori, Piazza Navona, Piazza Farnese, one of Rome "that thou hast a cigarette?", "Imprestami hundred pounds," that Rome's Olympic Committee, the Horse Show, one of the Forum that brought Rome and still bears the name of Mussolini from Rome I was going to shit! Mamma Roma: Farewell!
(Goodbye Mamma Roma - Remo Remotti)
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