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Day 7

pp. 108-130 (through “Let me know if you are still sleeping in the room with the bear-cubs. Lucrezia”)

January 11, 2021 by A Public Space

“The best time for me is in my office…and I see the sunset over the rooftops, through the window, and then the greyness of the dusk, and then darkness.”
Piero’s understated loneliness: like a rehearsal of the end of a marriage or even death, every evening.

“I’m glad that you often go to Le Margherite. And I’m generally glad to think of you involved in my former life.”
Giuseppe, not knowing yet at this moment that Ignazio Fegiz has become Lucrezia’s lover, writes like a dour prophet.

“Sad things that happen to other people make me feel diffident.”
Egisto, unable to express his condolence, articulates a deeper, sadder truth: it’s not indifference that leads to our silence, but the diffidence when facing the scale of a tragedy.

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