When loneliness can lead to extraordinary forms of creativity.

In Genoa, in winter as in summer, Quarto’s seafront offers you panoramas where the eye is lost in the horizon of the Ligurian Sea, the one that offers the best fish to bring to the table. Right on the seafront of Quarto waiting for you the Olivè restaurant, http://www.ristoranteolive.it/ the one that offers its customers a varied menu that combines Ligurian tradition and innovation. Among its ancient and new flavors, do not forget to eat the octopus in a double cooking (on a basil cream with pan-fried tuna with poppy seeds).

A song? For him it was like an old girlfriend, with whom he still loved to spend a good part of his life, but always and only in the case of being well accepted.What he sang was also dedicated to those who traveled in stubborn and opposite direction, with their special mark of special despair. FABRIZIO DE ANDRE’ is considered one of the greatest Italian singer-songwriters of all time. He was born in Genoa on a February day, dying prematurely in Milan one day in winter. Genoa, the Ligurian city where he was born, was for him like a mother. That city had for him the face of all the disinherited that he had known in his alleys. With the words of his songs, FABRIZIO DE ANDRE’ invited us to smile if love answers you, even crying loudly if you do not hear. He amazed us, talking about diamonds from which nothing is born, and of the manure from which the flowers are born. Many years have passed since his death, but what he put into music has not gone out of fashion. Incredibly, everyone keeps listening and loving them.

WHAT I DON’T – What I don’t have is a white shirt, what I do not have is a secret in the bank, what I do not have are your guns to conquer the sky to earn the sun. What I do not have is to get away with it, what I do not have is what I do not miss, what I do not have are your words to earn the sky to conquer the sun. What I do not have is a watch to run faster and have more distant, what I do not have is a rusty train that brings me back from where I left. What I do not have is your golden teeth, what I do not have is a business lunch, what I do not have is this prairie to run harder than melancholy. What I do not have are hands in dough, what I do not have is an address in my pocket, the one that I’m not on my side, what I do not have is to steal your cards. What I do not have is a white shirt, what I do not have is to get away with it, what I do not have is your guns to conquer the sky to earn the sun.

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