THE BEAUTY OF A BEGINNING

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At 6:30 am walking along a street in Cremona, I stopped to look up at the sky. It was clear, still lit by the stars with a harmless cloud here and there, from which the moon peaked out. Continuing along my walk I came across a construction site, with two huge cranes in action. An extraordinary and swaying red frame had captured my attention.

The day had started and I peacefully went to work.