On a warm Italian night, my wife and I stopped to watch the dancing. When the music cut out and a crisis unfolded, I witnessed a crowd of strangers offer a silent, profound lesson in human decency and protection.| my-notes.dragas.net
The story of a broken gramophone and a piece of stolen land. A personal account of my family's legacy, caught between fascist violence and the calculated greed of those who wore the banner of anti-fascism for personal gain.| my-notes.dragas.net