By her look, you won't tell

A boundless passion for food: looked, tasted, smelled, with relish and ecstasy. The games between the tower blocks of a suburb of Milan. The wonders of the afternoon trekking to the distant supermarket, chanting an endless litany of math tables. The wilderness of holidays in the South, the land of her father. The first passionate friendships, and the hatred, vengeance and betrayal consumed within one school year and one block. The love of learning and reading, lifelines and life, even in the violent world of children.
[Text in Italian]