They meet in church basements and offer bandages to those wounded by the shrapnel of exploding families.

“Modesty is invisibility...Never forget it. To be seen—to be seen—is to be...pen…”

“speech to him was a task, a battle, words mustered behind his beard and issued …”

“I want, I don’t want.How can one live with such a heart?”

“Noi eravamo la gente di cui non si parlava nei giornali. Vivevamo nei vuoti spa…”