"Now two cars going in opposite directions, they found themselves facing a second, a blaze lit up the drops of rain and the sound of the engine has run time as in a sudden gust of wind, maybe we were us, or it is certain that I was me, if it means something, and another might be her, that is what I want is you, the sign of her that I want to recognize it, although it is precisely the sign that makes me unrecognizable. Running
highway is the only way left to us, me and you, to express what we have to say, but we can not communicate or receive any communication until we're running.
Of course I got behind the wheel to get from you soon, but the more I get, the more I realize that the arrival is not the true end of my race. "
From 'IT WITH ZERO" by Italo Calvino , a unique book to reflect the importance of individual istanti della vita.
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