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At the city's threshold, men gather: barber, railroader, upholsterer, electrician, butcher. These portraits do not chase the picturesque; they propose a grammar of the ordinary. Each photograph is a sentence that says only ""this was,"" yet a detail-an unruly crease, a shadow too sharp-opens the image to another reading. Names, dates, places are not clerks of memory but small laws binding encounters to time. The light is shared, the distance honest; consent replaces performance. Italy appears less as nation than as syntax: gestures of work, tempos of speech, the modest pride of being named by what one does. To turn these pages is to learn a slow attention, to meet the sovereign dignity of the minor, and to find, in repetition, a quiet event: a small republic of meaning at a gate called Porta Genova.

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