BERGAMO, the city where Gaetano Donizetti was born, in the heart of industrial Lombardy, is my first home. An incomplete DNA, a virus, decided to migrate or, better, to jump like a flea for centuries from place to place (Bergamo-Malta-Kefalonia island), to get involved with other codes and created me. I am the result of thousands of random mutations. And when I declare during this lock down that I would like to stand on the top of Ainos mount and muse the Ionian sea, or even in Myrtos beach watching the sun sinking in the hug of Camilleri, the much-loved Bergamo is on my mind. I improvised for Bergamo a romantic song, without vocals. Because, my friends, life is beautiful. Athens 3/30/2020
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