The Genzianella Bar
At an altitude of 1,235 metres, in the middle of the mountains, in Italy, there are men and women who, like everywhere else in the world, need to get together, to talk about the world, about life, about their lives…
They need to dream, laugh, chat, listen and meet
Over a coffee, a glass of wine, a beer…
From 7 a.m., Monday to Sunday, before leaving for work, at lunch or dinner, at the end of the service, they are there.
Elio, Aofelia, Oscar, Egidio, Margherita, Paolo, Valentina, Elisabetta, Angelo, Daniele…
All of them are there.
Not always at the same time, but they know they are together.
Somewhere, in this little bar.
For ten minutes, an hour…or more!
They find their games, their good words, their strong opinions and their history of love and friendship.
Under the benevolent eyes of three generations, glasses are emptied and coffees are drunk.
Sorrows and joys are exchanged and shared.
Joys and sorrows unite and bind them.
In this little mountain bar, somewhere in Italy…
Like everywhere in the world.
Wherever there are people, wherever there is life…
Text by Jean-Claude Raskin
