This is how they say by bowing down on the refugees the Lampedusans: "My fairy, how are you?" You are my breath, my breath, the reason for my being "human." The ability to be human is measured in the possibility of recognizing "other" as its own, in the empathy that flies, in the tension to preserve life itself [...] L'articolo Lampedusa, the right part of the world that is worth the Nobel "The beam in the plate" , the column of Slow Food comes …
This is how they say by bowing down on the refugees the Lampedusans: "My fairy, how are you?" You are my breath, my breath, the reason for my being "human." The ability to be human is measured in the possibility of recognizing "other" as its own, in the empathy that flies, in the tension to preserve life itself [...] L'articolo Lampedusa, the right part of the world that is worth the Nobel "The beam in the plate" , the column of Slow Food comes …