The fire, probably caused by lightning during a thunderstorm, affected a front of about 800 meters in a rugged area. Activities continue, with teams from Reggio Emilia and other commands in the region on site.
It happened at 4 at Villa Verucchio: at least 3 or 4 bandits in action with disguised faces and 2 vehicles used for the heist. The loot is yet to be quantified
The Astra plant again in the sights of vandals: “This cannot go on. We need to close the facilities with nets and gates, if the maranza get in it’s over.” The Municipality deploys street tutors, Ghedini: “Act quickly, it’s the peak of the season”
Vacation home scam in Cesenatico and Milano Marittima, consumers file a complaint with the prosecutor’s office requesting to ascertain the platform’s responsibilities
Professor Roberto Vecchioni remembers the Great Master Francesco Guccini: “The songs may not have sparked revolutions, but his certainly created poetry. He was a storyteller, he wanted to be the only one speaking, but he was very sweet. He didn’t like to talk about politics, even though everyone asked him to.”
A poet capable of telling the story and emotions of an entire country is gone. With his lyrics full of poetry and reflection, he was able to transform music into literature, leaving an indelible mark on Italian musical culture.
The affection of the fellow villagers in the small hamlet of Sambuca Pistoiese, a village in the Apennines split in two by the Porrettana road: “He knew how to give meaning to all words and with boundless humanity.” The cook: “A person with simple tastes.” The childhood friend: “He wasn’t good, he was excellent”
In via Paolo Fabbri resonate “La locomotiva”, “Via Paolo Fabbri 43”, “Autogrill”, “Vedi cara”, “Venezia” amid tears, emotion, applause. All united in the notes and words of the singer-songwriter who passed away at 86 years old
Riccardo Bertoncelli, protagonist of the famous dissing (“shooting bullshit”) with Francesco Guccini: “I immediately fell under his charm. A big man who made me enter his imaginary world, his universe crowded with characters”
The owner and the long-time employee of Trattoria della Cirenaica, Guccini’s temple: “The omelette and the pitchers of lemon Coca Cola, the lasagna corner and the Pignoletto. He would enter on tiptoe and leave on tiptoe. He was able to gather 4 generations at his own table”
