My mother and I are the only members left of a big Italian family. She
decided that throwing away all family slides was a big favour to me: ‘It
happened already’, she said, ‘and everybody is gone anyway…’
I had the chance to recover only a box containing some slides,
metallic cans and small pieces of paper describing the destinations of
the family’s trips and other details. The wonderful individual slides I
was able to see were made before I was born.
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