by scapelli_lzs3r6yj | Jun 22, 2022
I was born in Viale Roma, in the Monte district of Cesenatico, in 1956. I was the ninth of ten children. I have always gone on foot around town, from my house to the Piazza della Conserve, the monastery, and this square, which we in Cesenatico have always called...
by scapelli_lzs3r6yj | Jun 22, 2022
“Duv’andasì?”, “where are you going” asked my mother (in dialect) when she saw us going out together, me and my friend Marco. I remember the days, as children, that the two of us lived secret lives. The reality was that it was only a secret life in...
by scapelli_lzs3r6yj | Jun 22, 2022
Hello Cidia, I like to cross the threshold of the museum and find myself in front of your red eyes, magical and alive, always ready to scrutinize the horizon. In the middle we see your keel, our children call it your “nose”, and it took you to the high...
by scapelli_lzs3r6yj | Jun 22, 2022
Painted green and matching the water of the port, this house belonged to Marino Moretti, poet, novelist, short story writer and diarist, someone of whom Cesenatico is very proud. It has the appearance of a typical fisherman’s house: the façade is sober and...
by scapelli_lzs3r6yj | Jun 22, 2022
Sixty years ago, most of Cesenatico’s fishermen lived here in Via Squero, on the west side of town. This was the poorest area of town, known as the Valona district; the taverns offered only fish, which at the time was considered food for the poor, while in the...
