MARGHERITA LOBA AMADIO
4AM
4 a.m., summer, a sleeping ferry.
How much you can learn about someone you know nothing about, what a great unintentional intimacy sprouts in front of the asleep, vulnerable and at ease.
Sleeping in a mess, fully equipped and organized, well protected in a corner or randomly fluctuating in the middle of the floor, a couple, a group, a single: we belong to our needs, we belong to our habits, we belong to our comfort.
We are all on the same boat, we belong to each other.
How much you can learn about someone you know nothing about, what a great unintentional intimacy sprouts in front of the asleep, vulnerable and at ease.
Sleeping in a mess, fully equipped and organized, well protected in a corner or randomly fluctuating in the middle of the floor, a couple, a group, a single: we belong to our needs, we belong to our habits, we belong to our comfort.
We are all on the same boat, we belong to each other.
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