Piove, ed è subito autunno
by Lorenzo Piccoli
Torino, one week into
A guy playing the piano upon my arrival at the station. Coffee on the terrace. A warm October light. Wicked Man’s Rest. Sunny parks. Wide roads and surprisingly few churches. Maps. Marco. Moncalieri and its magnificent square. Il Collegio and Carlo Alberto. Il Caffé Città. Long walks in the Valentino park. Marco, Leila, and Etta. Fencing, spada, Carlos. Late nights reading. Jón Kalman Stefánsson. Niels. Caponata. Il Balon. Ardberg. Agriturismo del Canavese. Museo del Risorgimento. Rain.
Lorenzo & his humble friends 
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