Via Commerciale in the ’60

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by Rita Siligato Back then, everyone walked a lot. On a Sunday, when the men were at home off from work – “Why the men?”,...

Tea for Two

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by Rita Siligato Brr brr… Brr brr… She is now accustomed to the peculiar sound of a British ringtone. She owns a brand new smartphone –...

The White Dress

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by Rita Siligato “I thold you to stand thtill!!!”, said Marina. One by one she removed the pins she was holding between her lips, sticking...
Trieste

The Unexpected Visit

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by Rita Siligato “Aunt Redenta? Duncan here…” “Duncane, dear!” She hasn’t figured out how to memorize a telephone number on her brand new cellphone yet. Every call...
Trieste

Home is where…

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by Rita Siligato They were sitting together on the bottom of one of the two bunk beds, in the old room where the four sisters...

Central Station. Trieste. The ’60

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by Rita Siligato Everything was waiting for them in the heath of June: the Central Station of Trieste was crowded with overheated people examining the...

Trieste Calls Liverpool

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by Rita Siligato Dear Nella, I am always glad to receive a letter from you. Please remember not to tell mama you write to me privately....

A Difficult Decision

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by Rita Siligato “It’s all set.”  Redenta is standing near his bed, in his room. She is staring at him with piercing eyes. He is half...

Liverpool

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by Rita Siligato Dear Redenta, I am writing to you because Mama would not understand and I’m sure she will be terrible with you. I know,...

Redenta and the Mayor

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by Rita Siligato Standing in front of the house where she had been living all her life, Redenta stares at the potholes in the pavement. “It’s...

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