Rome is not only one, it is not only the city of “great beauty”.
“The great ugliness”, noting a certain abandonment of urbanity, of lifestyle! Rome like an oxymoron: how is it possible that the Eternal City can also present the “ugly”, the decadent, the neglect, the disorder. Perhaps its charm also lies in misery and decay, where the remains, the fragments become leftovers, cuts, dismemberments. A city that is sometimes not recognizable or rather not identifiable in the stereotyped iconography. Invisible city because it is covered, cluttered, with life leaning against the walls, sprawled on the monuments, tucked into the Forums, encamped under the aqueducts, forgotten in the suburbs. The real – we can see it for ourselves – is a messy set of people, situations, places, problems that only disorient the citizen.