**ACCEPT THE UNBELIEVABLE**

I wake up abruptly from my afternoon nap. The room is bathed in a soft, golden light—the kind that only exists during the magic hour, when reality blurs into something more ethereal. I stretch, my muscles protesting the sudden movement. The window beckons, its wooden frame creaking as I push it open.A gust of icy … Continua a leggere **ACCEPT THE UNBELIEVABLE**

Neapolitan legends

If you ask a historian, or good and amiable readers, he will answer that the tomb of the beautiful Parthenope is on the hill of San Giovanni Maggiore, where the sea then lapped the foot of the mountain. Another will tell you that Parthenope's tomb is on the hill of Sant'Aniello, towards the countryside, below … Continua a leggere Neapolitan legends

Anithing is possible

"Naples is a living and ruined city.Everything is beautiful, horrendous and messy, nothing works well except the past.But anything is possible. [...]If there were a capital of the soul,Halfway between East and West, between senses and philosophy, between honor and deception, it would be based here.In the middle of the city opens in Spaccanapoli, a … Continua a leggere Anithing is possible