City Sickness – 221

Face graffiti on a wall in the Genova old town

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“City Sickness – 221″
Genova, Italy, Oct. 2007
© Massimo S. Volonté

The sound of someone you love

Norwegian fjord under clouds and mountains in the background“The sound of someone you love who’s going away and it doesn’t matter”
_ Song title by The Penguin Cafe Orchestra _

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“The sound of someone you love”
Norway, Late August 1995
© Massimo S. Volonté

Symptom of the universe – 0022

Man walking by a wall with a giant gun graffiti

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“Symptom of the universe SU#0022″
Milano, Italy, March 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

City Sickness – 220

City suburb goal...

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“City Sickness – 220″
Milano, Italy, Aug. 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

Lolita

Lolita - Little girl with white hat“I covered my face with my hand and broke into the hottest tears I had ever shed. I felt them winding through my fingers and down my chin, and burning me, and my nose got clogged, and I could not stop, and then she touched my wrist. – I’ll die if you touch me, – I said.”
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“Mi coprii la faccia con la mano e piansi le lacrime più cocenti che avessi mai versato. Le sentii serpeggiare tra le dita e giù per il mento, e scottarmi, e mi si chiuse il naso, e non riuscivo a smettere, e poi lei mi toccò il polso. – Se mi tocchi muoio, – dissi.”
_ Vladimir Nabokov (Lolita, chap. 29 – part two) _

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“Lolita”
Canary Islands, Spain, July 1991
© Massimo S. Volonté

Nightmare no. 36

White pale legs under a t-shirtThe past has rending claws
It tears my soul to shreds
I look up to the sky
The clouds are hiding among the rooftops
The new buildings are empty
Our hands don’t fondle each other anymore
In the chest I’ve a huge crater
The heart has exploded
Like a star
My thoughts are corrupted
Acid tears
The lightning flash
A calf decapitated head
Legs of pale white skin
Around the corner
Red roses
Stink of piss, so strong
In a narrow alley
Dead end
The night comes down
Inside me
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Il passato ha artigli feroci
Mi fa a pezzi l’anima
Guardo in alto verso il cielo
Le nubi si nascondono tra i tetti
I nuovi palazzi restano vuoti
Le nostre mani non si sfiorano più
Nel petto un enorme cratere
Il cuore è esploso
Come una stella
I miei pensieri corrotti
Lacrime acide
Il lampo del flash
La testa decapitata del vitello
Le gambe dalla pelle bianca
Dietro l’angolo
Rose rosse
Puzza di piscio, fortissima
In un vicolo stretto
Senza uscita
Scende la notte
Dentro me
_ Hugh S. Graves _

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“Nightmare no. 36″
Milano, Italy, April 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

City Sickness – 219

Cityscapes in Milan, Italy, new "Varesine" buildings and gardens

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“City Sickness – 219″
Milano, Italy, Aug. 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

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