The seafront in Nervi: The benches have movable backrests. I haven’t seen this anywhere other than Genoa...

Wayfinding: Welcome: Road signs: Path signs

Natural silence uplifts

The bus ticket: A lone poppy: Woven typography

Nighttime rains and trains are friends of productivity, fuldoïng their tasks without forshaping my daytime

Clock at Milan Central railway station: Scooters

Moving on from Menton

Ah, Genoa, the city of my childhood. It’s always nice to visit you

Sometimes the world finds out about a famous person’s death. “Died from age”, the reporters say. I don’t understand how someone in their right mind can say such a thing...