XX Settembre Street, San Benedetto del Tronto (Ascoli Piceno – Italy)
A quite ugly monument called “Vale&Tino” and placed at the end of this ancient street on 14th February 2008. Changing colours for a sure blinding.

San Giacomo (Ascoli Piceno – Italy), 21st August 2008
A bench on the top of a crag. Before, just the mountains and the sun of the sunset.

Some moments ago I’ve remembered the words that a friend of mine told me once. He searched for some infos about the guys (which guys? who cares?) inside my blog and didn’t find anything about them. There weren’t, in fact. Right now something has jumped out, after motnhs of forgetfulness. I hope, with this message, to have given – even weakly – a voice to that something, that has been sleeping into a folder (phisycal and virtual) for months:
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“A rainy londoner night, a park, a desert road, an accident. That’s the way the nightmare of Ann, a 22 y.o. student, begins. A nightmare that will take her inside a palace built in the deep of the earth, where a strange humanitarian association works.
Suddenly queen, Annie is respected by anybody. Her aim, to keep a watch on the young guys that live inside that experimental recovery centre.
London, miles away from there. The family waits, uselessy, for her return. Then, decides to act. The only help is Ann’s sister’s determination. All the evidences picked up by police seem to lead to the idea of an intentional escape, and no help can be given to the family in front of a girl over eighteen’s disappearence.
In the bowels of the earth and in the capital there’s one only main objective: finding the truth. While the real aim of the organization in which she’s been involved is getting more and more unclear, Annie arms herself to reach one only object: to escape from that place and to soon have back her past life.”

An help for our grandfather with some motor troubles or a way to launch him down the stairs?
The question isn’t so strange. An aid for aged people, undoubtly, but maybe they should review its inclination…