Eternal radiance of a navigator in time - Anfibia Magazine

“I don’t know what this says about the time we lived, about where I came from, but most of the protagonists of my childhood are dead. Dead before time. Rereading these newspapers I don’t know if it’s about reality or fiction anymore. Everything comes back with the sharpness of a bad dream that makes you jump out of bed; I read this, not like my own life, but like someone else’s life, as if suffering had never been mine. How could it have survive…