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Enrico Mattioli was born in an Italian city, the capital of that State, washed by a river, built on seven hills, of which he prefers not to make the name for privacy reasons.
Enrico started his career as a humorist, but an experience as a basic union delegate made him passionate about issues related to working environments. Humour and social, therefore, live together in his books.

Culture and entertainment – Enrico Mattioli was born in an Italian city, the capital of that State, washed by a river, built on seven hills, of which he prefers not to make the name for privacy reasons.
Enrico started his career as a humorist, but an experience as a basic union delegate made him passionate about issues related to working environments. Humour and social, therefore, live together in his books.

The goniometer: everything is relative

    I call it “the goniometer theory”. It’s the tool used for measuring angles, but also for weighing the absolute truth, that consideration many persons think to possess.  What is it about? We ideally place an idea, a shape or an image at the centre of the tool and we turn around it until…

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Originality of the animal

    The ones I love the most are the people who have probably not even completed the fourth grade, that is, the absolutely simple people. I’m not saying this as a rhetoric. The petit-bourgeois culture, at least in my country (but perhaps also in France and Spain), is something that always leads to corruption,…

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Write a book and make a book

  Differences There’s a difference between writing a book and making a book, as reported by a witty post by Susanna Casale in which she talks about the book of the artist. An object must communicate with all its parts, i.e. forms, material used, color, layout. The self publisher must use the same meter. Often…

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Americas between dreams, agreements, legends

    White men americas Anyone, despite theirselves, is soaked with America. We are western oriented by lineage, tied to the star-spangled flag by inviolable agreements. We belong, for reasons that we did not choose, to the Yankee area. We are, whether we like it or not, the white men. We unconsciously maintain the same…

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George Harrison, a gardener’s life

        “I am a very humble person. I don’t want to stay in the music industry full time, because I’m a gardener. I plant flowers and watch them grow. I don’t go to events or parties. I’m at home and look at the flowing river.” Many claim that George Harrison was the…

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The Banksy sign

    I go down the stairs. The lift is needed by the workers who are working on the condo drain and in the next two tenants are grilling the janitor, worried that the column is not tampered with. I peep into the mailbox, where deadlines and bills look at me, but leave the warnings…

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The Beatles: that most excellent order of rock

      Pack leader of a falsely soporific Liverpool where hundreds of bands exported the Mersey’s sound in addition to the stagnant mould in their cellars, the Beatles became kings of that London very chic by day and joyful by night, where a starving press was hot at their heels, waiting for a parable…

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On the stones, she founded a rock band

Rolling Stones       November 1960. If the British government had not announced the end of compulsory conscription, the history of rock music would have had a different path. Rolling Stones Many could not know it at that time, nothing had happened yet, but that announcement simultaneously united thousands of teenagers: each would have…

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Rock novel

    All the money we made them make was ending up in little black boxes, then mounted on those fucking American bombers to bomb that fucking North Vietnam. I would have preferred the Mafia to Decca Records.         Keith Richards said it, when he found out that their record company, which had…

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Andy Warhol

      Back from the exhibition on Warhol at Palazzo Cipolla in Via del Corso in Rome (last day yesterday, one hour in line), I was left fascinated by his figure. In my opinion, Andy represents the artist of the future by antonomasia, he proclaimed and created a series of crazy things in a…

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