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“Ma chi vi ha chiesto niente?”
-Massimo Troisi, Tommaso in “Pensavo fosse amore... invece era un calesse”.
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littlechillis · 1 year
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Nostalgia (2022)
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jun432 · 11 months
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Tommaso Starace
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Viaggio nella Fabbrica dei Sogni: l’albo speciale della Segio Bonelli Editore per Comicon Napoli 2024
L’anno scorso, in occasione dell’edizione 2023 di Napoli COMICON, Sergio Bonelli Editore diede alle stampe, al prezzo speciale di 1 euro, “Benvenuti nella Fabbrica dei Sogni”, un albo con nove, ormai introvabili, avventure brevi di altrettanti eroi bonelliani. Visto il successo dell’iniziativa, in occasione dell’edizione 2024 della fiera partenopea, la casa editrice milanese proporrà “Viaggio…
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La Città del Sole di Tommaso Campanella
Una piéce e un seminario sulla filosofia di Tommaso Campanella e il vissuto dell’uomo: azioni, idee e fatti da concretizzare CITTÀ METROPOLITANA DI NAPOLI – Il sogno della ragione è il titolo della piéce che sarà rappresentata al Centro Stabile di Musica e Cultura Domus Ars in via Santa Chiara. Ispirato a La Città del Sole di Tommaso Campanella il nuovo progetto di Rosario Diana, primo…
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Villa Valguarnera (Italian collection VIII)
Hi folks! 
I'm sharing Villa Valguarnera, one of the most interesting eighteenth-century villas in Bagheria, both for the architectural quality of the complex and for its position in the Bagheria landscape. 
Construction began in 1712 on a project by Tommaso Maria Napoli , architect, Dominican , designer in the same years of the nearby Villa Palagonia , in contact with the Roman environment, which introduced an architectural language of Bernini origin and a clarity of composition close to the most advanced examples of the Italian and European eighteenth century, in particular Austrian. 
When the architect died in 1725 , the villa was not yet finished and was then significantly modified. In particular, around 1780 , Giovan Battista Cascione Vaccarini was the author of the new elevations and the oval room on the main floor. 
Of great interest are the series of internal halls frescoed by Elia Interguglielmi and the marble statues crowning the attic by Ignazio Marabitti . The building was once surrounded by a vast park, enriched with coffee houses , statues and neoclassical architecture. (source: Wikipedia)
I only built the main building, as the project is placed in a 30x30 lot.
You will find a great room, 2 main bedrooms, 6 sitting rooms, a formal dinning salon, a billiard room and a ground floor to develop. 
As allways, you will need the usual CC I use: all of Felixandre, Tha Jim, SYB, Regal Sims, etc.
Please enjoy, comment if you like it and share pictures with me if you use my creations!
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Dante and Virgil Entering Purgatory, 1844, by Domenico Morelli
Christian souls reach Purgatory by boat, escorted by an angel.
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Inferno, 1863, by Tommaso De Vivo
Dante and Virgil meet with the great poets of antiquity in Limbo
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Purgatorio, 1865, by Tommaso De Vivo
A chariot representing the triumphant Church moves towards Dante, announcing the appearance of Beatrice, Dante’s great love.
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Paradiso by Tommaso De Vivo, 1865
Beatrice presents Dante to St. Peter who questions him about the meaning of faith in the presence of St. John the Evangelist, St. James, and Adam.
Photos by Charles Reeza at the Palazzo Reale di Napoli
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chez-mimich · 10 months
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I PARADOSSI DI VENERE
Un paio di giorni fa, a Napoli, qualcuno ha dato fuoco ad una delle opere d’arte contemporanea più celebri al mondo, la “Venere degli stracci” di Michelangelo Pistoletto. Il primo paradosso, il più evidente, è che per molti, soprattutto per molti di quelli che si indignano, la Venere ha cominciato ad esistere nel momento della sua fine. Non la conoscevano, ma appena si è sparsa la notizia della sua distruzione è cominciata l’indignazione. Il secondo paradosso è che la maggior parte di quelli che si indignano, darebbe fuoco a tutta l’arte contemporanea (e forse anche agli artisti). Poi c’è un terzo paradosso: la Venere è stata bruciata a Napoli, che come diceva Benedetto Croce è un paradiso abitato da demoni, città paradossale per eccellenza, che vorrebbe diventare una capitale dell’arte contempera e per molti versi lo è, ma dove qualcuno distrugge una delle opere più rappresentative. “La Venere degli stracci” è bruciata per mano di qualche balordo, ma, ultimo paradosso, è proprio un gesto così che la pone sul piano di tanti altri capolavori dell’arte che nei secoli sono stati deturpati da pazzi o balordi, come László Tóth, il geologo ungherese che nel 1972 deturpò la Pietà michelangiolesca di San Pietro o come il David colpito da Pietro Cannata nel 1991. Qualche volta furono gli artisti stessi ad infierire sulle opere, per restare a Michelangelo, fu lui stesso a dare la famosa martellata sul ginocchio del Mosé ora in San Pietro in Vincoli a Roma. Addirittura Filippo Tommaso Marinetti nel suo “Manifesto del Futurismo” affermava di voler dar fuoco ai musei. Quindi, per ora, accontentiamoci di aver visto andare a fuoco la “Venere degli stracci” di Pistoletto. Venere, dea della bellezza, e gli stracci della nostra contemporaneità, erano un magnifico connubio poetico, ma il piromane, chiunque esso sia, consegna direttamente l’opera all’eternità.
(Sotto la “Venere degli stracci” al Louvre in una mia fotografia del 2013)
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Dagon.
Authors Note: I wasn't gonna start posting this until I finished one of my many ongoing fics, but… The release of "Luca" in theatres last week, and the upcoming release of "Godzilla X Kong: The New Empire" were such a good opportunity to let it pass, so enjoy!
Also, I wanna thank @ironychan for allowing me to use their Oc's and set this on the same timeline as some of her fics, like:
"Three Little Monsters"
"Famiglia"
"A Little Human" which in itself is a combination of the previous two.
Things to take into account: Giulia and Massimo are sea monsters thanks to a genie, Ercole becomes one thanks to a spell, Ciccio has a sea monster girlfriend, and Alberto has an extended family in Napoli.
Chapter 1: Tragic Being.
"Monsters are tragic beings. They are born too tall, too strong, too heavy. They are not evil by choice. That is their tragedy." —Ishir⁠ō Honda.
It was late at night when old Tommaso and his son-in-law, Giacomo, were out at sea fishing; ever since Alberto had come to live with Massimo, his business was better than ever; having a sea monster as a partner increased the catching. 
So, the men wanted to take advantage of the night when the Marcovaldo duo was asleep to increase their trawling.
As they arrived at the spot, Tomasso put out their new record player while Giacomo prepared for fishing. 
"We should have our eyes open for sea monsters," Giacomo said as he picked the float to put the net through the winch.
Tommaso stopped before placing the needle on the disc and looked at him before the two burst into laughter; ever since that summer just two years ago, sea monsters have become so usual in Portorrosso that it was weird to think the town once hated them, even if this had raised tensions with the nearest town, San Guisseppe, people there were still not sure how to feel about their aquatic neighbors.
Even Luca, Alberto, and Giulia were still afraid of going back after the little incident where they were exposed as sea monsters in front of everybody, and then the town pretty much hunted them. Even with the reassurance of Signor Giglioli, the old man who helped them when nobody else did, they doubted of ever coming back.
But even so, Portorroso had become a safe space where connivance was possible, and mostly everyone was happy about this; those who had refused to accept sea monsters at first were warming up to them, and if the number one hater of sea monsters himself, Ercole Visconti, became one that time, anything was possible.
"All do," Tommaso added after laughing, "Massimo told me Alberto and Giulia like to sleep over at Luca's house; we  should  be careful in case they're swimming around here."
Giacomo nodded as he began pulling the net inside the boat; it wasn't that big of a catch, but they would return empty-handed.
"Do you remember that night? When we accidentally caught him on the net?" 
His father-in-law nodded.
"How he shooked the boat! I was afraid he was gonna sink us!" Giacomo continued.
"Oh yeah! He's a strong boy for his age, no doubt."
"And the way he jumped! He completely passed over us!" At the time, he had been scared to death of him, but now he admitted Alberto had been pretty cool that time.
"I'm just glad he's a good boy, all do; we should still keep him out of our boat, especially at night."
This made the two laugh, as it was a common gag after Alberto accidentally burned Massimo's boat that one time.
"He still beats us at fishing do," admitted Tomaso at seeing the few fishes they caught.
Giacomo denied it with the head.
"Maybe we need to look for a better spot," he said as he prepared to start the engine.
The waves began to shiver, violently rocking the boat to the sides; both men screamed as they grabbed the ship to not fall; water entered the deck, and many objects fell to the ground; Tomaso's finger pushed the needle, and the record began to play:
On the farm, every Friday
On the farm, it's rabbit pie day.
But that wasn't the weirdest thing; the waters began to shine in a strange neon green light illuminating the vessel; Giacomo looked over the border and peaked at the light; his eyes opened wide: it was coming from the sea, but what in God's name was that?!
Another tremor stronger than the last one, made the two fall to the floor as they screamed in terror. 
  So, every Friday that ever comes along,
I get up early and sing this little song
The tremble stopped, and nothing else was heard except for the rapid breathing of both.
"What was that?!" Asked Tommaso; despite his old age, he immediately stood up and stopped the player; the song wasn't helping the moment. 
"I don't know!" Giacomo replied, standing up and pointing a finger at the sea, "But the waters... they were shining!" 
Tomasso looked at him as if he was crazy.
"I swear, look..." but the bright was gone; there was nothing more than regular waters, a little shaky from the sea trembling. 
Giacomo looked at him again.
"I swear; I..."
Tomaso just raised a hand.
"Let's... get out of here! Whatever it was, it's over, we should better check Viola is safe."
Giacomo nodded; that seemed the perfect plan; maybe the light was just in his head. 
Tommaso picked up the stuff that had fallen while Giacomo prepared to start the engine, but in that, he saw ahead; there was an enormous rock a few meters apart from  Isola del Mare.  
The man squinted one eye; he had fished around that area for years and had never seen that rock; it was curved towards the front, spike-like scutes; it looked like a reversed shark fin.
He walked to the front for a better look; the rock was also huge, at less than 10 meters tall. 
How was that possible? Where the hell had it come from?
Tomaso finished putting a tool over a box; he looked up and noticed his companion looking ahead instead of starting the motor.
"Giacomo!" He scolded him but saw no reaction from his son-in-law, so he looked ahead; his entire body froze.
"That... was not there before," he declared.
Giacomo could only nod.
They kept still, looking at that strange gravel that came out of nowhere; could it be related to the seaquake? 
The rock swam ahead.
The two screamed and backed down; Giacomo stumbled on a screwdriver and fell while Tomaso grabbed onto the cabin. 
The rock swam until it reached the island, and in their way, Tomaso noticed that it wasn't just one rock; behind it, there was another, and several more ran in a straight line, with smaller ones at the bottom. 
"Dorsal fins,"  he thought,  "but that would mean..."
At reaching the island, the creature began to rise; it looked like a lizard, but it stood on two legs and possessed a seemingly vestigial toe on the back of the foot and three dinosaur-like toes. 
In fact, it looked like a T-Rex, but its scaly arms were long and muscular, with four fingers and sharp claws; it also had fins on its arms, and they were sharp-edged like knives. 
The mouth was big and long, almost like the one of a crocodile, with two keen canines sticking out of the jaws. It also had fins on top of the head with two white horns.  
Its eyes were green. 
The creature was purple, but some of the scales on the arms were deep sea blue. 
And it's size... 25 feet (7.6) tall at best.
Tomaso's eyes opened as wide as they could; never in his life had he seen such a creature; it was almost unbelievable to see a being of that dimension, and it looked scary as hell.
Giacomo was picking himself up when he noticed the monster while Tomaso backed up with a hand on his chest. Giacomo saw the state of his father-in-law and quickly held him from the back, afraid he was collapsing.
"What is that?" Was all the old mand could say, "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!" 
Giacomo couldn't respond, as his eyes were on the demon. Even now that he was used to sea monsters, nothing compared to that thing! It was on another level!
The beast walked out of the water, closed its eyes, and trembled to the sides, shaking its head; it almost looked confused. His big legs were enough for it to reach the tower in seconds. The structure was small in his comparison. The monster leaned both hands on the tower, and the building collapsed under his weight. 
The creature screamed in surprise as it fell along the construction and landed on the remains. 
The two screamed again; that thing crushed the tower as if it were made of cards!
The fins of the ears moved to the sea, and the creature raised its head and looked at the water; its eyes opened wide as he noticed the boat. 
"BRRANNK!" The monster roared and stood up, beginning to run to the sea.
Both men screamed, and Giacomo had to let go of his elder to run down the deck to start the engine; that thing was coming from them! They have to get out of there! 
Tomaso didn´t fall to the ground but instead went inside the cabin to ride out of there; on his way, he pushed the box where the gramophone was resting, and the needle came down as the song began to play again:
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmer's gun
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run, run
"GIACOMO! START THE ENGINE!" 
"I'M TRYING! I'M TRYING!" 
The monster entered the water and submerged, but its horns and dorsal fins were still visible and were heading straight to them. It was frightening how much it resembled a shark.
The engine finally started.
"LET'S GO!"
Tomaso only nodded as he turned the rudder; the boat moved to the front, but it quickly spun before heading to Portorosso; unfortunately, the fins were getting closer.
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun
He'll get by without his rabbit pie
So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
The monster was fast, as it was quickly catching up with them.
"FASTER!" Screamed Giacomo, looking behind his back.
"I CAN'T!" Cried Tomaso, they were going at full speed.
The creature raised its head, peeking out of the water; it looked directly at them and opened its mouth, then closed it. 
"IT WANTS TO EAT US!" Tomaso yelled, "IT WANTS TO EAT US!"
The creature continually opened and closed its mouth, trying to bite the boat, and it was closing on them; it would be over them in no time.
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Bang, bang, bang, bang goes the farmer's gun
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run, run
A few inches were the distance apart; Giacomo looked desperately in every direction for something to defend themselves. The monster was getting closer, and the man could notice the jaws of that nightmare: sharp and long shark like teeth were waiting for them. Without a second thought, Giacomo began to throw every box, tool, and rope he could find; everything hit the monster in the nose, but nothing happened; the creature moved forward as nothing. 
Defeated, Giacomo backed to the cabin; they were gonna die.
But Tomaso had his eyes up front; he could see the beach, they were almost home. Maybe with the help of the entire town, they could defeat that demon.
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Don't give the farmer his fun, fun, fun
He'll get by without his rabbit pie
So run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
The boat finally reached the port, and both men got out as fast as they could and ran up the stairs to the  plaza . On their way, they hit the gramophone, and it fell, making the song stuck:
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run
Behind them, they could hear that creature move through the water.
Once they reached the place, they noticed that many of the townsfolk had gathered there; many were in their pajamas with lanterns in hand, looking confused and scared. One of them was Viola herself; when she saw her father and husband, she sighed in relief but quickly passed when she saw their faces.
"Dad? Giacomo? What's going on? There was an earthquake, and then we heard something; it was almost as..."
But she couldn't finish as Giacomo grabbed her by the arms.
"WE NEED TO RUN!" He yelled.
She looked at him as if he was crazy, but another shake was felt.
CRASH!
The song stopped; many screams of terror were heard as everybody shook to the sides. 
"What's going on?!" Someone else screamed. 
"It is an earthquake?!" Another yelled.
"Alberto! Giulia! Luca! Has someone seen them?!"
Chaos began to take control of everybody, as no one knew what was happening. No one except for Tomaso, who looked at the beach.
"There!" He screamed as he pointed towards the sea.
Everybody looked in that direction, where the monster had already arrived; all the lights were put on, and the creature roared, causing a burst of screams. 
Many couldn't hold themselves and fell, while others grabbed their children and began to run uphill; the creature looked down at them and shrieked again, then stopped and looked at its throat, taking boat hands to it. He shouted again and again, almost looking desperate. But no one noticed this as many fled the scene or were looking for weapons.
The creature roared one more time before setting foot on the  plaza , opening a big hole in the ground; the earth shook, the windows of buildings broke, and many of those escaping plummeted.
"HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP US!"
"RUN! IT'S COMING THIS WAY!"
"IT'S ALIVE IT'S HUGE!"
The monster looked in all directions until it turned around, and the tail hit the shops  Trattoria Da Marina,  the  Bar Giotto,  and several other buildings, reducing them to pieces.
Part of the rubble flew in all directions, impacting the ground like missiles; some folks had to dodge the ruins to not be crushed. 
The creature opened his eyes, and he was surprised at what it had done. He grabbed the rubbish and threw it into the sea before looking over its shoulders; the Pescheria was behind it.
The monster smiled and began walking to the fish shop.
...
Massimo didn't know what was happening. That day had begun like any other; Luca and Giulia were back in town, and even Helena had come to visit for the summer. His nephew and daughter made the deliveries and helped at the Pescheria. Then Luca came to visit; when night fell, Alberto and Giulia asked him to spend the night at Luca's house. 
They agreed as it had happened a thousand times; they knew it was safe, and there was no reason to think otherwise.
But then, everything changed.
A few hours later, he was in the kitchen going on his finances when his wife told him she was heading to bed.
"You sure you don't wanna come?" Helena asked.
"I'll be there in a minute," Massimo responded without looking at her.
Helena rolled her eyes but smiled, the same old Massimo. She wished him good night when the earthquake started. 
Everything in the house moved up and down, the lights flickered, and the coins Massimo had over the table fell. Helena had to hold on to the wall to avoid falling. 
Massimo looked at her, but she just nodded; there was no reason to panic they just had to wait until it had passed.
The shaking ended, and they exchanged glances before running to hug each other.
"Let's not put our guard down," Massimo said once they departed, "there could still be an aftershock."
Helena nodded as they both exited the Pescheria. Out in the plaza, many were gathered looking in all directions with lights in their hands. There didn't seem to be any damage, and no one seemed injured, fortunately, it had only been the scare.
Pietrina, the young lady who used to mind the shop on weekdays, noticed the Marcovaldos and smiled, then walked to them.
"Signor and Signora Marcovaldo! Thank God you're safe!"
"Thank you, Pietrina, we're glad you're also safe. What about your parents?"
"They are all fine as well, thank you for asking," she then looked to both sides, "what was that?" 
"An earthquake, but that's weird, it has never trembled here before."
Pietrina opened her mouth to speak but then shouted when  that  has heard.
BRRANNK!
Everyone fell silent; they had never heard anything like that. It made Helena so scared that she backed down and held Massimo´s hand.
"What was that noise?" 
"It sounded like an animal."
Helena looked at Massimo, but he denied it; he had lived all his life at sea, and in all those years, he had never heard anything like that; plus, the magnitude a beast needed to have to make a sound like that was massive, and animals of that size didn't inhabit those waters.
SMASH!
Something else broke, it sounded like bricks coming down. People screamed once again, the sound didn't come from town, so it would probably be coming from Isola del Mare. 
This made Massimo raise both eyebrows as he looked at Pietrina.
"Find your parents, stick together in case we need to evacuate."
The teenager nodded as she ran to find them, whatever it was, it couldn't be good. Massimo then looked at Helena.
"Go find shelter."
"What about you?"
"I need to find the kids and make sure they're safe."
Helena squeezed his hand harder.
"I'm coming with you!" She said, determined.
But he shook his head.
"The last we knew is they were at Luca's house, if they are underwater you can't come."
Helena was about to argue but shut up, he was right about that, she bit her lip before looking at him in the eyes.
"Please, be careful."
Massimo nodded, he was about to head to the beach as Helena asked if someone had seen the kids when that  thing  appeared.
Everybody was familiar with sea monsters by now; heck, Massimo had become one himself, and Ciccio and Ercole had experienced what it felt like to be one.
But nothing could have prepared anyone for what they saw.
This was a monster, not in the same sense they used it to refer to Luca and the other of his kind. No. This thing was a monster.
Its size and appearance were frightening, something that could only come out of the worst of nightmares. 
Even with all his bravery and strength, Massimo couldn't do much but stare at the demon. Until he felt the hand of his wife over his shoulder. Massimo looked at Helena, who had both eyes on that thing and was pale. That made him wake up; he needed to react and put his wife to safety before looking for the kids.
Then, he will try to defend the town from that monster and make sure Alberto, Giulia and Luca were safe.
He took Helena by one arm and began to pull her uphill, as the creature was advancing more into town. 
The creature's steps made the earth shake again, but they managed to hold on to their feet.
"Massimo!" Helena tried to complain as they climbed through a corridor, the same one where Luca and Alberto tried to escape Ercole.
"Run to the higher ground! I'll be right behind you!" He ordered.
"But..."
CRASH!
Some buildings collapsed at the tail's hit, and the rubbish was coming over them. Massimo opened his eyes and pushed himself and Helena to the ground, at the same time debris fell behind them, raising smoke. Helena screamed while Massimo peeked back at the Plaza; the monster was advancing towards the Pescheria.
Massimo raised both eyebrows.
"Not our house,"  he thought before letting go of Helena.
"Run! As far as you can!" He screamed as he ran back to the main street.  
Helena was about to protest, but then she heard more crying; she saw the other side of the street and noticed a small girl in tears hiding behind a barrel.
"Mommy! MOMMY!"  
Helena bit her lip; she reminded her of Giulia when she was little. She looked one more time in the direction Massimo had gone. 
He was a grown-up, and the best man she had ever met, so she decided to trust him. If someone could take on that monster, it was him, so she stood up and ran to that girl to take her in her arms.
"Don't be scared! We'll be alright! We'll be alright!" said as she caressed the little girl's back.
"SIGNORA MARCOVALDO!" Someone screamed.
Helena looked up and noticed Pietrina, covered in dust but with no injuries.
"This way! Come on!" She pointed up front.
Helena nodded as she began to climb again.
...
As Massimo entered the plaza, he looked at the monster; it was standing in front of the  Pescheria; it roared as it peaked with its head at the building.
Massimo made a fist.
He couldn't get inside the house for his harpoon with that monster watching over. 
"Massimo!" Someone yelled.
The fisherman looked to his right side and noticed Giacomo running in his direction, harpoon in hand.
He smiled; even if many had decided to get rid of their harpoons ever since sea monsters became welcomed into town, there were still those who kept them, Massimo being one of them. 
Just because sea monsters were friendly, that didn't mean all the creatures from the sea were, and they needed something to defend themselves. Even Daniela had agreed to this, and Massimo had gifted a harpoon, which came in handy when a squid attacked the community one time.
And now, they had to do the same.
Giacomo threw the weapon at him and Massimo caught it in the air; he smiled, and behind Giacomo many more men and women were coming with harpoons and nets.
"Go for the legs!" Massimo ordered, "We'll make him fall and then go for it's neck!" Cutting an animal's throat was the quickest way to bleed it out. 
Everybody nodded as they ran to the monster. 
The creature seemed disappointed at not finding anything at the  Pescheria, but the footsteps and screams made it look in their direction. Massimo could swear the creature landed eyes on him and...
Smiled.
As if it was happy to see him.
This made him stop to have a better look at it; the monster roared again as it turned its colossal body to face him, but then noticed the other presents with weapons in their hands.   
The smile melted, and the monster shook its head, trying to comprehend what was happening. 
Massimo couldn't decide what to do. Should he wait? Could this monster be... a different kind of sea monster? 
But how could it be so big? And where the hell had it come from?
Many things ran through his head, and Massimo couldn't decide how to proceed, but then, Signor Ferrando threw his harpoon.
The weapon went in a straight line until it hit the creature's leg, and it broke: the tip of the spear bent, pointing to the sky, and fell to the ground.
This made all stop and look at the harpoon, which was now useless; with eyes and mouths wide open, they all stared at the weapon and then looked at the monster.
The creature was also looking at the spear; it seemed he also didn't know how strong he was. Massimo could just stare at that. What was this thing? 
Giacomo screamed and threw his harpoon at the creature; it hit the monster in the stomach, but the result was the same, the harpoon broke and fell as a worthless item.
This made the creature curious; it leaned on both hands to lower his head and see the harpoon. 
"He's curious,"  Massimo thought; this made him realize that this wasn't a mindless beast. Whatever it was, it had some sense of comprehension of the situation. The monster raised his eyes and looked at Massimo; once again, it smiled and roared.
Massimo couldn't know what to do. Was this thing trying to communicate with him? But why? How? What in God's name was happening? 
But before Massimo could do anything, Signora Bruzzone stabbed the creature's eye with a harpoon; she somehow managed to sneak to the monster's side to hurt it. This had an effect as the weapon pierced the pupil and sank until the optic nerve. 
The monster howled in pain as it stood up and put both hands to its eye.
Massimo wide opened his eyes and dropped his harpoon; he wanted to say 'wait' to the others but didn't know why. Why did he have the urge to defend this beast that had come to destroy the town? 
The people began to shout in victory as they finally managed to hurt it, but then Massimo noticed something, being injured the creature was moving desperately to every side; it threw a blow into the air that ended up hitting the  Pescheria  and the neighboring building, destroying the second floors of both, making the humans yell in terror.
"NO!" Massimo screamed. 
As the others started to back away; starting to regret hurting it. 
The monster roared before rushing forward.
"DODGE!" Yelled Massimo before throwing himself to the ground, many more ran to the other side of the street, where the bar had once stood.
Unfortunately, Signora Bruzzone was very close to the monster when it started to run; the impact of his paw caused a wave that sent her flying, the woman screamed until she fell over the rubble.
"SIGNORA BRUZZONE!" Yelled Ferrando, he ran to help her, but in its desperate run, he got in the monster's way, the man could only open his eyes when the demon's enormous paw crushed him. Massimo opened his in terror when he saw the scene. When the beast raised his feet, Massimo noticed traces of organs and blood smeared on it.   
The monster hit the main building, where registrations for the Portorosso Cup took place, the monster crashed head first, then lifted it up before taking a large part of the building with it.
More debris fell, raising a cloud of smoke that only increased when the construction collapsed, all the presents covered themselves to prevent it from getting into their eyes.
After that... everything went silent.
Massimo stayed on the ground for a few moments, not knowing what else to do, he was dirty from head to toe, there was nothing around him but dust and debris, and some pieces of concrete had become embedded in his arm.
Slowly, he got up, looking around to see if there were any other survivors, but he could not see because of the smoke that surrounded him. It wasn't until a shadowy figure appeared in front that he stood up.
The figure advanced until he was out of the mist, and Massimo saw it was Giacomo, just as dirty as him, and with a pale death expression.
He looked at Massimo and opened his mouth, but no sound came out of it. The fisherman just nodded.
"Let's find the others."
Giacomo only nodded.
BRRANNK!
This put the two on alert, they turned to the side where the building had collapsed, the creature's enormous face came out of the fog above them, and they stared at it in terror.
Out of the mist, more and more people came, all with eyes on the creature, they backed away until they reached Massimo and Tomaso, forming a straight line. 
The monster still had the harpoon in its eye; he took a claw to it and then pulled the spear off. 
Everyone made faces of disgust at seeing such horror, the creature dropped the harpoon to the ground, still wailing as it did so, and then... the injured eye regenerated itself. 
Massimo couldn't believe what he saw, the only damage they caused him had disappeared, and he now had an eye just like the previous one.
The others lost hope when they saw this, as they fell to their knees and just stared at the imposing being that was now in front of them.
The creature opened and closed the regenerated eye, and then smiled, apparently, it worked like the previous one, after that, it looked at the ground and... seemed to get sad.
He looked around at the destruction he had caused and then fixed his eyes on the villagers lying at his feet. They were wounded, while Signora Bruzzone lay in rubble howling in pain, and Signor Ferrando had been reduced to a mush of blood and organs. 
The monster roared and then looked at its throat, it roared again in desperation. It closed its eyes and fists, gritted its teeth, and lowered its head. When it opened its eyes, the monster inspected its body, but nothing had changed.
It roared again and looked behind him; the tail was still there. 
The beast looked down once more, and Massimo could swear he laid eyes on him. The monster did not see him with hatred or fury but rather with pity and pain. What was happening? The monster let out a small scream, but apparently, it wasn't what it wanted, as it closed its eyes and began to move forward.
Everyone shouted as they moved out of the way of the creature, who did not stop until it reached the water; it submerged, leaving the dorsal fins out, until they disappeared into the sea.
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Con la domenica ho un rapporto deleterio da quando andavo a scuola. Ancora oggi di domenica mi sento come allora, come se il giorno dopo avessi sempre interrogazione. La domenica mi sembra la morte di qualcosa, la collego a un senso di fine. E io non vorrei mai che finisse niente. Vorrei che tutte le sere ci fosse sempre una cena organizzata. Mi basta anche un posticipo del Napoli. Quando il Napoli gioca il sabato alle 3 mi uccide. Spesso la domenica non riesco a dormire: mi agito nel letto, sudo, mi alzo, vado a prendere una birra dal frigo.
Tommaso Paradiso.
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forfamily · 7 months
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the famiglia.
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dario zeppeli. 81. 6'2". likes cat naps in the sun, a strong coffee, and his wife's smile. dislikes slackers, pickles, and modern architecture. former don of the zeppeli family; still commands great respect. not as scary as you think he is once you get to know him. hamon user.
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beatrice zeppeli. 79. 5'5". likes afternoon tea, playing the piano, and the opera. dislikes messiness, unnecessary violence, and sour foods. the wife of dario; some claim she was the true power behind the scenes during her husband's reign. a kind, strong woman. a master sharp shooter.
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dante zeppeli. 39. 6'2". likes dogs, sleeping, and when the day is relatively stress-free ( it is, in fact, never stress-free). dislikes fucking paperwork, incompetence, and when someone takes a romantic interest in his cousin. the son of dario's younger sister, giada. the current underboss and the one bianca trusts the most in the world (next to her grandparents). hamon user.
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vincent galilei. 60. 6'3". dario's consigliere, now bianca's. knows the law inside out and backward (in italy and other countries). cool under pressure. manages all of zeppeli's legal financial interests. stand user.
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tommaso "tommy" granita. 24. 5'11". enjoys chess and mathematics. capo of chiaia. rumored to be related to the zeppeli's consigliere but nothing is confirmed. hamon user.
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tira "titi" misu. 23. 5'5". capo of san ferdinando. likes collecting earrings. enjoys tea at the end of a long day. originally worked at one of zeppeli's brothels; intervened during an assassination attempt while the don was visiting nd saved bianca's life. stand user.
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giotto "toto" panetone. 29. 5'10". collects keyboards. capo of arenella and the intelligence squad. the watchers and gatherers. this squad knows things before the government does and knows things the government wishes they didn't. stand user.
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petrarca "pet" affogato. 25. 6'. capo of vomero. a true playboy and lady's man who enjoys collecting perfume. he and leo have beef, much to bianca's dismay. hamon user.
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donatello "dona" ricotti. 31. 5'11". capo of pianura and search and recovery. when there seems to be no hope or the government fails to find a missing (or stolen) loved one, sometimes one needs those who can move where the police cannot or aren't willing to. often partners with the intelligence squad. stand user.
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michelangelo "mich" pomodori. 28. 6'1". a self-proclaimed foodie. capo of soccavo and the demolition squad. the heavy hitters, when brawn is needed above everything else... or a good distraction. stand user.
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raphael "raph" scacci. 30. 6' capo of Bagnoli and the assassination squad. a group who moves in the shadows of napoli. once bianca issues a hit, the target is already dead; it's just a matter of when they stop breathing. stand user.
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leonardo "leo" panello. 34. 6'2". capo of fuorigrotta. enjoys fast cars and going for long rides when he can; he also enjoys building model cars. has a low tolerance for bullshit. may or may not have a thing for the boss and dislikes when petrarca (attempts) to flirt with bianca. hamon user.
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paper-ella · 1 year
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IL TRE VOLTE CAMPIONE D'ITALIA COL NAPOLI
TOMMASO STARACE
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sviluppimentali · 2 years
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Fammi vedere l'oceano
Tutti i colori che c'erano
Due come noi
Non si devono perdere mai
Non prende il telefono
Davanti al golfo di Napoli.
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I Solisti Aquilani con Gorini al piano a Napoli per la Scarlatti
Opere di Beethoven, Rota e Britten compongono in programma per il concerto del pianista Filippo Gorini con I Solisti Aquilani, domani sera, 4 aprile, al Teatro Acacia di Napoli per la stagione musicale dell’Associazione Alessandro Scarlatti. “In scena il talento puro di Gorini – sottolinea Tommaso Rossi, direttore artistico della Scarlatti – protagonista al pianoforte di questo indovinato…
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lamilanomagazine · 1 month
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Sarri lascia la Lazio: il club ha accettato le dimissioni del tecnico
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Sarri lascia la Lazio: il club ha accettato le dimissioni del tecnico. A poche ore dalla clamorosa sconfitta contro l’Udinese, Maurizio Sarri si è dimesso. La notizia è arrivata nelle scorse ore, dopo il quarto passo falso di fila dei biancocelesti tra campionato e Champions. La mossa del tecnico ex Napoli e Juventus, accettata dalla società, sarebbe legata a diversi motivi: dal rapporto non ottimale con il presidente Lotito, fino alle ultime difficoltà nella gestione della squadra. A Formello la situazione sarebbe precipitata nelle ultime ore. Gli ultimi risultati sono stati decisivi nella scelta di Sarri. Diversi i nomi dei possibili sostituti. Per l'immediato una soluzione ponte sembra la più percorribile. Tommaso Rocchi, profilo stimato da Lotito, è attualmente allenatore dell'Under 14 e sembra favorito per la posizione da traghettatore. E poi ci sono Miroslav Klose, che accetterebbe pochi mesi di contratto, e Christian Brocchi, fermo dopo le esperienze con Milan e Monza. La soluzione interna che porterebbe alla promozione in prima squadra di Tommaso Rocchi, sulle orme di quanto accadde in passato con Simone Inzaghi, è sicuramente la più sostenibile a livello economico. Diverso il discorso per quanto riguarda la prossima stagione. Sergio Conceiçao del Porto è una figura apprezzata anche dai tifosi, ma nella rosa degli allenatori liberi resta anche Igor Tudor, molto apprezzato dalla società.... #notizie #news #breakingnews #cronaca #politica #eventi #sport #moda Read the full article
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