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marqueesaa · 2 months

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L'amore complicato

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warnings - smut

[ You are the sister of Niccolò & Camilla Rossi Govender. Nobody knows that you have been involved with your brother's best friend, Brando de Santis, for a long time ]

a/n - this is my first scenario and I’m really nervous to post this. I tried my best and I hope you guys will like it. :)

in this scenario, your name is aleeza

"are you going to chiara today, ale?" Niccolo asked me as he sat down next to me on the couch and put his arm around me.

"I don't know, she's been acting weird lately. I think I'll stay here today, why?"

Niccolo nodded and licked his mouth. "Nothing important. Brando is coming round tonight and staying with us. Mum and Dad aren't here, so we have to make the most of it, don't we?"

He starts to laugh and I laugh with him. If only he knew that I've had feelings for Brando for a long time. Just the thought of him gets me down.

I squeeze my legs together and cross my arms in front of my chest. "So are we going to have a film night?"

I looked at him and he smiled at me. "Of course."

"Film night? I'll be there. What time is he coming?" Cami was leaning against the doorframe and had been listening to us. We looked at her as niccolo sat up straight. "I think around 20:00?"

"Vabbè (okay) "

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I got out of the shower and put on my pyjamas. Well, actually it's just a tank top and shorts, it's hot here in Rome and I sweat quickly. I dried my hair and used hair oil. I took my favourite perfume and sprayed it all over me, I want to smell good for me, not for Brando...

*PIEP*

shit, he's already here.

"Aleeza open the door, it's Brando."

Niccolo shouted from his room and I rolled my eyes. I always have to open the door even though his room is right next to the door, plus it's his friend. Niccolo really has problems.

"I'm in the bathroom, come on you open it."

I shouted back and got upset. There's never any peace and quiet here. "Aleeza, open the fucking door, it's Brando, you know him."

I opened the bathroom door aggressively and closed it behind me so that it banged. "cornuto. (asshole)" I muttered to myself and ran to the door.

I opened the door and saw a curly-haired handsome boy, clearly Brando. He looks so cute but still so sexy. I don't know when I started talking about him so sexually, but every day it got worse.

"Ciao, bella."

He said to me and gave me a quick hug. I smiled and looked down, I was definitely blushing. 'Bella' is what he's calling me my whole life. It was just an insider name at first but by now everyone knows it's just a nickname for me.

Niccolo was never really happy with the nickname, it was a no-go. But he totally exaggerates. Even before I started raving about brando, it wasn't a problem for me. I always thought it was special, to be honest.

"How are you, tutto apposto?" He said to me, looking down at me. He's definitely a lot taller than me.

"Sí, Brando. How are you? Everything okay with you and your parents?" I asked him. Whenever he spends the night with us, there's always a problem with his parents. That's why I ask him. "Yeah everything's fine no worries." He smiled and you could see his cute braces.

I stroked his shoulder with my hand and smiled slightly at him.

"oh go away aleeza. Ciao brando, all good man?" Niccolo came up behind me and aggressively pushed me away. I banged on his door and rolled my eyes. Niccolo can be such a fucking arse.

"Come on, don't push your sister around like that." Brando said and smiled at me. He gave my brother a handshake.

"Since when do you pay attention to aleeza Cazzone?" Niccolo said and gave him a light slap.

"Since I will become your new daddy if I keep doing it with your mum." There he is, the old brando. A disgusting arsehole. But there's something about him that drives me crazy.

"Dai stronzo (come on, asshole) , put your things on my bed." Niccolo gave him a slap on the back of his neck as Brando glided towards Niccolo's room.

It's been a while since we all sat on the couch and watched Friday the 13th. Me, nic and brando are really into horror films. Cami isn't, so for the first 30 minutes she just looked at her mobile phone and covered her ears when she heard screaming, and then at some point she went to sleep.

You couldn't tell that Niccolo was incredibly tired. He was with Virginia today and did God knows what. As broken as he was lying on that couch, it could only be something brutal.

And I was sitting next to Brando. Well, I had my legs in my hands and Brando was lying quite wide, but he was still next to me.

God, what would he think if he knew how I thought up all the scenarios with him every day. I was always just the innocent child without a boyfriend and without a first kiss.

Yes, I am a virgin. But I don't mind, I always wanted it to be Brando. In my dream he was, but in reality - it's probably not going to happen.

I heard Brando yawning next to me and niccolo snoring on the other side. "God, what has he done today?" Brando whispered to me and had to giggle with me.

"He was with Virginia today. I don't know what she did with him." I told him and he started laughing quietly. "Hang on." He said and sat up straight.

I played with my fingers in nervousness because I didn't know what was coming next. "How do you know they're having sex?" He asked me with a questioning look.

Are you serious? I'm 16 and not 2. I know what that means and I know how it works, who does he think he is?

"Brando, seriously? Every normal relationship has that." Hoping I don't say the wrong thing, Brando licked his lips.

"Yeah just relationships... so you know how it goes ale?" He raised his eyebrows.

I started to stutter. "I said relationships. I've never been in one." Brando noticed me getting shy. He smiled slightly and played with the band of his sweatpants. "And you?" I asked quietly so niccolo wouldn't hear.

He ran his tongue over his teeth and looked at me deeply. "I've done it before." Ouch. So the asshole can do it.

"Cool?" I said somewhat dubiously and had to laugh quietly.

"I can show you." He said quietly and I started to sweat. What? He can show me? In front of niccolo? "What do you mean ?" I said quietly with a stutter

He started to laugh. "Have you ever touched yourself, aleeza?" He looked me straight in the eye. And I thought I was going to die. I've touched myself before, but it wasn't anything serious. I didn't do anything and I didn't feel anything.

"yes." I thought I looked cool when I said that after exposing myself to him. "So?" He said and touched my knee with his big hand. He came closer with his face and whispered in my ear "did you come?"

I gasped and automatically covered my mouth. "Brando not here." I whispered back and pointed at niccolo. He looked at niccolo and then back at me. He looked me up and down.

"Did you wear that especially for me?" He pulled on my shorts a little and looked at my tank top. I sat up straight and looked at him. "No..." I breathed in and out deeply

"Mhm definitely." He moved his lips towards my neck. I turned my head to the side to give him more space. But he didn't kiss. He didn't do anything. He just breathed. I leaned back and realized how impatient I was getting.

I moved my lips to his neck this time and started to give short kisses. He held my head with his hand while he leaned his head back. Niccolo was still fast asleep.

My kisses started to get more impatient and wet and I moved my legs to my rhythm. He held my hips tightly and moved with me. He moaned slightly and from then on it was over. I felt something irresistible inside me that could not be interrupted under any circumstances.

I moved my leg slightly over to his lap and felt something in his pants. I smiled as I continued to suck on his neck. I moved uncontrollably onto his lap and moaned at only light contact with his part. Brando had enough. He took my neck with his hand and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Are you sure, ale?" He said almost out of breath as I continued to move onto his lap slow like it was an addiction. "Please." I whispered as I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck.

He moaned softly and picked me up from the sofa. He took my hand and walked to my room. I looked back but niccolo was still fast asleep. He opened the door and laid me on the bed. He closed the door and walked towards me.

He was on top of me and started kissing along my neck. I rolled my eyes when I felt his tongue. Fuck I can't take any more. He sucked on my neck and moved up to my face. He looked deep into my eyes and leaned forward. He kissed me hard, needy and like he could never stop. He kissed with tongue as I accepted it and the romantic kiss became a dirty kiss.

He kissed me and ran his hand along my breast. He squeezed it lightly as I moaned into his mouth. He pressed his mouth harder against mine and I felt his thick between my legs.

I whimpered as he continued to massage my boobs, pushing his part harder and harder against me. I bit his lips and I could have sworn I bit them bloody. And I could swear my thong became a swimming pool. He stopped kissing me and quickly pulled away from my lips as they stuck together. He moved down a little and slowly removed my tank top.

I watched him as his eyes got even bigger and the bulge in his sweatpants got more impatient. I bit my lips when he noticed that I wasn't wearing a bra. I felt a little uncomfortable but when he immediately sucked on them and massaged them with his other hand, the feeling went away. I moaned and squeezed the pillow next to me so hard.

"Brando, please." I whimpered and looked over at him. "What baby? What do you want I'll do anything." He whispered and wiped his mouth with his Hand.

"Please eat me out" I whispered and took his face in my hands. He made a soft noise and rolled his eyes. "You're incredible." He said as he ran his tongue along my stomach. "bellissima aleeza." I smiled slightly at the compliment and gasped as I felt his mouth and nose on me. He pressed them against it as he slowly removed my pants

When he took them off, he saw a big stain on my underpants. He smiled and laughed slightly. I panicked and looked down. Omg, I was really wet. That's not just a saying, that really happens? Holy fuck. "Brando I'm sorry I-" I stuttered as he put his finger to my mouth and asked me to be quiet. "That's a compliment mamí. You're ready." He said quietly and took off the white thong.

He bit his lips as he held it in front of him. He was so ready to be a part of my life forever. He leaned on the bed and kissed along my thighs. I rolled my eyes and picked up the pillow and pressed it against my face. I don't want to embarrass myself in any way.

But he took the pillow and threw it at the door. "I want to hear you." He said, and I felt his words on the excited part of my body. "But nicc-" I whimpered when I felt his lips and I gasped. I went up with my hips as he pushed them back down. "Fuck brando." I said softly, stuttering as I kept going up because this feeling is so different.

He licked and sucked on my clit as I opened my mouth without anything coming out. I was petrified. I took my hand and held Brando's hair. I squeezed harder to make the feeling less intense but he squeezed harder.

Tears formed on my face as I felt something in my stomach. He used a lot of spit as he returned to my thighs to give me a little break. I breathed heavily and loudly as he pressed in again and sucked the brains out of me.

There's no way I'm going to look at brando normally after the situation here

I had the feeling that I urgently needed to go to the toilet when I tried to push Brando away. "Brando please..." I whispered with tears in my eyes. "Brando stop I have to go to the toilet." I whimpered and he looked at me with a smile. "You don't have to go to the bathroom, you're coming." He pushed his tongue in further as I squeezed my mouth shut with my hand to reduce my cries.

I rode his face like it was my last day. I moved in sync with his tongue as a liberating feeling came and I exhaled loudly. I breathed quickly and looked at brando who was smearing his face away with his finger. Omg, did I piss on him ?

I went through my hair, this can't be happening. "Congratulations, Bella." He came up to me and kissed me.I was out of breath when his finger came towards his mouth. I looked at him with wide eyes as he sucked on his finger. "Brando..." I moaned and lay back down with my head in the bed. I touched my chest, my neck, everything he had touched. He watched me and licked his lips.

"That was -"

"Brando?!"

Oh fuck, niccolo is still here.

"Brando are you in here?" Niccolo knocked hard and fast on my door as I started to panic and howl. Brando bit his lips in exasperation and pressed his hand against my mouth. "shh, be quiet baby." He said quietly, thinking as he looked around.

Niccolo knocked harder and louder. "Aleeza?!" He shouted and continued knocking. I kept crying and breathing very fast, very unhealthy. "I'm scared brando" I whimpered and touched his hair.

"I know ale, you have to be quiet now." He said and I just nodded with teary eyes. "Why are you yelling?" I heard Camilla say to niccolo as I panicked even more. I'm definitely going to keel over.

"Shit." Mumbled brando as we continued to listen. "I'm looking for Brando and Aleeza won't open the door," niccolo said aggressively and continued banging on the door. "Relax nic, Brando's probably already gone. You know this has happened several times. Let Ale sleep."

Camilla said a little anxiously as I continued to squeeze my eyes shut.

"Get dressed." Brando whispered to me as he handed me my underpants and bra. "I'm leaving through the window." He whispered and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Be strong."

I put on my bra and underpants as I got up from the bed and helped brando open the window quietly.

"Brando are you sure?" I said quietly and howled as it suddenly became quiet outside the door. He nodded and gave me a kiss. "We'll talk tomorrow"

"Brando..." I said and hugged him. "Pretend you were asleep and left before me. I'll find an excuse tomorrow at school. Aleeza please don't say anything or we won't make it." I nodded slightly and swallowed. He climbed through windows and jumped down. I looked down and saw him running away. He looked back and smiled at me. I smiled back and wiped my eyes dry.

"Aleeza I'm coming in now I have your key." Niccolo said as I stood in front of the window in my bra and underpants.

Oh shit.

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babynetflix0 · 2 months

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vettelbxstick · 4 months

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i need mirko trovato fan fictions ugh

#mirko trovato #baby netflix

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kupwrites · 1 year

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Reminders

Brando x Artist!Boyfriend!Reader

TW: Bit of drinking, little hint at smut (nothing graphic tho), that’s all i think

Everything seemed to remind Brando of him.

A pencil and paper reminded Brando of when he first met him in the center of town, sketching the shops and tourists walking the streets.

He was beautiful, the sun made his skin glow and the wind made his hair look elegant without trying.

(“I’m Brando,” Brando introduced himself, he could at least make the best of being in Spain for the summer, right?

“Nice to met you, Brando.” His smile was wide and dazzling.

Brando’s heart stuttered in chest at the sight.)

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The night time sky reminded Brando of the time they were hanging out after dark on the sea wall by the beach.

The two boys were talking about everything and nothing at the same time.

He gentle knocked their knees together. It made Brando turn his head and realize the little space between them.

(“You’re eyes are entrancing,” He said, out of the blue but completely sincere.

Brando hoped the darkness covered his blush as he look away, “Shut up.”

“They are,” He was smiling lightly.

Brando thought he might die from heart palpitations.)

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His burnt orange hoodie, which he started wearing a lot, reminded Brando of him.

Brando was wearing it when they spent their first night together.

Brando told his parents he was going out and they simply told him to be careful.

He was thankful for that, not wanting to lie about where he was going and possible get caught.

His parents were out that night and Brando didn’t think much of that.

He kissed Brando in the kitchen, Brando thought often of that.

(Brando sat on the counter top, barely had a sip of his beer, when he spurred the question.

“Can I kiss you?”

Brando froze for a moment, the bluntness caught him off guard.

Brando nodded slowly as a yes.

He, who stood across from Brando, took a few steps forward and gently cupped Brando’s face.

He pressed their foreheads together for a moment before pressing their lips together.

Brando kissed back immediately, he set his drink down and placed his hands on his chest. Holding onto his sweater.

When the kissed ended Brando chased the taste of his lips, “Please don’t stop.”

The words left his mouth before he could stop himself.

He stared at Brando for a moment and smiled, “If you’re sure.”

Brando nodded, “Incredibly.”

They started kissing again and Brando wrapped his arms around his neck. He moved his hands to Brando’s hips.

He would later leave beautiful bruises on Brando’s hips from both his mouth and hands.

Brando wished those bruises never faded.)

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The sweater he had given to Brando on their last day together was the biggest reminder of all.

The two boys laid together, only in boxers, on his bed. Limbs were tangled, soft kisses were shared, and sweet words were said.

Brando had seen the sweater thrown over the back of his desk chair.

It was the sweater he wearing when they first met.

(“Can I bring that with me?” Brando asked.

“What?”

“The sweater.” Brando blushed slightly as he realized what he was asking.

He smiled, almost sadly, “Of course you can.”

Brando looked back at him, “Really?”

He kissed Brando’s forehead, “Obviously, that way I’ll never be far.”

Brando almost wanted to cry at the words but instead he snuggled closer.

“Then you’ll always have to keep your sketch book on you,” Brando told him. “That way I’ll never be far either.”

His sketch book was filled with drawings of Brando, Brando had seen many of them.

He gently squeezed Brando, “I’ll never leave home without.”)

——

Brando smiled to himself as he slipped the sweater over his head.

He couldn’t wait to go back to Spain.

#baby netflix #brando #brando x reader #male reader #fluff #tiniest bit of smut #baby #mirko trovato #gay #kissing

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secretsred · 9 months

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#meus #garotos #mirko trovato #m

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iconsimplesx · 2 years

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Mirko Trovato Icons ☽

#Mirko Trovato #icons #boys icons #boys #mirko trovato icons

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mccek · 10 months

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Se l'anima può volare, quella di Mirko adesso ha un mantello da Supereroe.

Magari proprio la tuta rossa e blu di Superman.

Mamma Graziella e papà Alessio l'hanno messo anche sull'annuncio funebre.

Mirko è sempre stato un Supereroe, nonostante i suoi sette anni di vita.

Un anno fa gli hanno trovato un tumore incurabile ai polmoni: è stato strano cambiare la vita così, e passare i giorni nell'ospedale Regina Margherita di Torino.

Ma per quanto la vita sia stata dura con il piccolo Mirko, gli ha fatto capire chi era veramente: un eroe.

Dall'ospedale sono passati tanti supereroi a trovarlo: Superman, l'Uomo Ragno, Batman e tanti altri.

Gli hanno fatto una festa speciale tutti insieme per dirgli forza che ce fai.

A Mirko piacevano tutti, ma era Superman che lo attirava di più.

Perchè Superman vola tra i palazzi, Superman se indossa il mantello rosso e blu può uscire dalla finestra dell'ospedale Regina Margherita e volare su Torino, e salvare un cagnolino, o aiutare un altro bambino come lui.

«Ha lottato fino all’ultimo, ma purtroppo non ce l’ha fatta – ha comunicato il padre -: ora si è spento, adesso è libero di volare e giocare».

Se l'anima vola, allora quella di Mirko sta volando.

E magari sta già aiutando qualcuno, proprio come fa Superman.

Chissà, anche un piccolo gesto invisibile.

Quelle cose che dici: mi è andata bene per miracolo!

Ma i miracoli non esistono.

Cioè, noi li chiamiamo miracoli perchè non sappiamo come sono potuti succedere.

Eppure, ora Mirko lo sa.

Succedono grazie ai Supereroi come lui.

Ogni giorno.

Per ogni vita.

Piccole anime che insegnano ad altre anime che l'amore rimane per sempre.

#Stranger Teens #mirko #fuck cancer #❤️

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youngfcs · 2 months

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Anyone know of any Italian male fcs young? Around 18-28?

Damiano David (17-25)

Federico Cesari (18-26)

Giorgio Belli (18-25)

Lorenzo Zurzolo (16-23)

Mirko Trovato (18-25)

Ruggero Pasquarelli (22-30)

(cib)

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kritere · 8 months

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Perla Vatiero e Igor Zeetti sono una coppia, il video del bacio dopo Temptation Island

DIRETTA TV Temptation Island 2023 26 Agosto 2023 Dopo Temptation Island, l’ex fidanzata di Mirko Brunetti ha trovato l’amore tra le braccia del tentatore Igor Zeetti. 0 CONDIVISIONI Attiva le notifiche per ricevere gli aggiornamenti su Temptation Island 2023 ATTIVA GLI AGGIORNAMENTI Dopo Temptation Island 2023, Perla Vatiero ha ritrovato l’amore tra le braccia del tentatore Igor Zeetti con…

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minorihqs · 1 year

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fcs ocupados: mirko trovato. labels ocupados: the exiled.

• você viu quem apareceu misteriosamente em minori? LEONARDO LUCAFERRI tem 22 anos e dizem que foi até a fonte da juventude para ficar mais parecido com MIRKO TROVATO. as cartomantes ainda disseram que ele fará muito sucesso como HERDEIRO DA LUCAFERRI INDÚSTRIA TÊXTIL, e que é conhecido como THE EXILED. LEONARDO está em minori há TRÊS MESES, mais especificamente em VILLAGIO DI VENEZIA, e não esconde que é muito DIVERTIDO, na medida que também é IMPULSIVO. será que ele acredita nas lendas locais ou acha uma completa bobeira?

#accettato.

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marqueesaa · 1 month

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brando de santis

and his beautiful curls :))

#blaise zabini #lorenzo berkshire #lorenzo zurzolo #timothee chalamet #tom riddle #baby netflix #brando de sanctis #draco malfoy #niccolo rossi #louis partridge #mirko trovato #Spotify

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babynetflix0 · 2 months

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#baby netflix #netflix #baby #brando de sanctis #mirko trovato #italy #netflix italy #collodi italy #mirko #trovo #branbo #santis #2018

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visionairemagazine · 1 year

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C’ERA UNA VOLTA IN ITALIA. GIACARTA STA ARRIVANDO.

Il film di Federico Greco e Mirko Melchiorre sarà proiettato questa sera alle ore 21 al Cinema Beltrade di Milano.

Questa proiezione speciale verrà introdotta da Roger Waters, in collegamento diretto, con la presenza in sala dei due registi.

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"C'era una volta in Italia", continuazione ideale di PIIGS, é una convincente opera di denuncia e di lotta. Uno specchio di un'epoca dove il diritto alla salute é sempre meno garantito.

La storia é ambientata a Cariati, uno sperduto paesino della Calabria affacciato sullo Jonio, dove la sanità pubblica è ridotta al lumicino per i continui tagli al bilancio e le privatizzazioni.

Con il Piano di rientro è stato chiuso anche l’ultimo ospedale della zona: uno dei 18 ospedali cancellati nel giro di una notte in tutta la Calabria.

Un manipolo di ribelli di ogni età decide di protestare come nessuno ha mai osato fare, occupando l’ospedale con l’obiettivo di ottenerne la riapertura.

Nel frattempo alcuni dei più importanti intellettuali, medici, esperti e attivisti italiani e internazionali ci svelano le vere responsabilità locali e globali dell’attacco alla salute pubblica, e sostengono la lotta di Cariati.

"Nel pieno della pandemia - hanno dichiarato Federico Greco e Mirko Melchiorre - riflettevamo su come (e se) quello che veniva considerato dall’OMS il secondo sistema sanitario nazionale del mondo stesse reggendo la spallata della pandemia. Ci siamo resi conto che la vera spallata alla sanità pubblica è stata data dalla politica, trasversalmente, nei decenni precedenti. Soprattutto nell’ultimo. Intervistando e parlando per due anni con esperti di rilievo internazionale abbiamo capito che definanziamenti, austerità, tagli, privatizzazioni, globalizzazione e neoliberismo sono legati tra loro a doppio nodo. Sono stati chiusi ospedali, tagliati posti letto ordinari e di terapia intensiva, è stato bloccato il turnover dei medici e sono stati precarizzati infermieri e personale vario. Questo ci ha impedito di salvare decine di migliaia di persone negli anni del covid, e infinitamente di più prima. Approfittando della missione di Emergency a Crotone per gestire un reparto covid di terapia sub-intensiva, abbiamo dapprima seguito Gino Strada e poi deciso di raccontare le vicende dei ragazzi dell’associazione Le Lampare di Cariati.

La loro lotta per la riapertura dell’ospedale Vittorio Cosentino è una storia epica e universale. Una lotta per tutti, che tutti dovremmo fare."

Leonardo Lardieri (sentieriselvaggi.it) ha sottolineato come da un evento rivoluzionario locale, gli autori (che alla conclusione delle riprese non sapevano come sarebbe andata a finire la vicenda narrata) abbiano trovato la chiave per realizzare un’opera con il piglio corrosivo di Michael Moore, anche senza la sua presenza fisica e quel caratteristico coinvolgimento “cabarettistico”, ma con la stessa ricchezza di spunti e contenuti, grazie alle numerose testimonianze, alle immagini di repertorio e al sapiente montaggio.

#c'era una volta in Italia #roger waters #al cinema #federico greco #mirko melchiorre #sanità #ospedale #film #Youtube

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