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federico manzone
l’ultimo paese
ola c i n ca
1. That’s how it used to be back in the days. / Escape death, be thankful, make a vow. 17
1. A vow was a sacred promise, a vivid evidence. / It’s inside the memories that men live better... Than in the flesh, which is companion of the wind. 18
1. Toc Toc. / Come in. 19
1. Toc Toc Toc. / It’s open, come in! 2. We beg your pardon, we didn’t hear you. 3. The Saint isn’t finished yet. Tell the priest it will be done next week or the following one. 4. We’re sorry to bother you, we didn’t come for the Saint... 20
1. We would like to ask you a painting for the Virgin. All drawn to perfection. 2. Another miraculous survivor? It’s the third one this week. 3. Thank goodness. The Virgin saved our little Mimino from a landslide. 21
1. Alright, ok. Lend me a photograph of the blessed. We’ll talk about money later. 2. We don’t have a photograph. / But we brought Mimino with us. He can sit here so you can portray him as you wish. 3. In matters of money, we don’t have anything just like everyone else... 4. We even knocked on the door with a foot because we were carrying a gift for you. We’re willing to get rid of everything. / Get out the way. 22
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1. I’ll cut your hand off right now. 2. Take back this goat, it’s useless to me. 3. Everyone’s blessed in this village! 4. How did you lose your arm? 24
1. I didn’t lose it. My dad cut it off. / Liar! 2. Actually it’s the truth. / Two times a liar. / Do you know why he cut it off? / Whatever, it’s a lie. / Because when I was a child my questions were so annoying... 3. I was constantly asking questions over and over again, one day he had enough... / Zac! I saw the arm on the floor. 25
1. Liar. / Do not believe me then. 2. Then you won’t know how the Virgin saved me. I’m truly blessed. 26
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1. Mimino. / Mimino. / Go playing. But first blow your nose, it’s full of dust. 31
La storia di un pittore di ex voto e un bambino miracolato. La festa dell’abete per salutare l’arrivo della primavera in un paesino del sud dove il sacro interrompe il tempo dell’utile. La natura severa, i visi consumati dall’affanno sotto il sole. Un romanzo a fumetti tra archetipi e illusioni, che scava tra la polvere della Storia.
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