In Italy of the narrow streets, alleys and squares of those once glorious countries, very little is left today.
The spirit of a certain type of work, the result of hard work and respect for the land, of what it has sometimes represented for centuries, has evaporated.
The only occasions in which it is possible to review what time has now brought to memory are historical reconstructions during the holidays.
Today, more and more often we see in these anniversaries the meeting of generations who are confronted with these professions, in a total absence of participation.
Young people live, through the memory of the elderly, something that is struggling to relive today.
All that remains is a handful of reckless supporters of memory, to preserve from time those works that are hardly remembered today.
