‘You can love a city, you can recognise its houses and its streets in your remotest or dearest memories, but only in the hour of revolt is the city really felt as your own city’ — Furio Jesi, Spartakus
‘You can love a city, you can recognise its houses and its streets in your remotest or dearest memories, but only in the hour of revolt is the city really felt as your own city’ — Furio Jesi, Spartakus