I was just a restless and somewhat lost teenager when all this happened. It was one of those days when I decided to take a trip to the local record store, just to escape the boredom of my everyday existence. I didn't have a specific goal in mind; I was just looking for something different to distract myself.
Nelle giornate seguenti all'implacabile 11 settembre, New York era avvolta nella tristezza. In mezzo alle rovine fumanti, una musicista anonima con il suo violoncello portò conforto a una città ferita. La sua musica richiamò altri musicisti e insieme crearono un inno di speranza che risuona ancora oggi nei cuori di chi ha vissuto quei giorni.
In the picturesque city of Naples, there lived a young man named Marco. Since childhood, Marco had to work hard to support his parents. His family owned a small ...
In the heart of a stormy night, a courageous dog named Max proved to be an unparalleled hero. A fire had broken out in the Rossi family's house, trapping the ...
I woke up with the same shitty feeling. I wanted to stay in bed all day, but I had to earn a living. I got up and lit a cigarette. I looked out ...
