I was born in the Barona area, and has been my center for many years.
My first explorations, as a boy, made me live this area as a kind of village in its own right.
By bike I could reach the Duomo or the Battivacco farmhouse in the countryside, taking about the same time: a few minutes.
On one side the center of a pulsating city, on the other its rural roots.
In the mid-eighties via Torino was an incredible place.
It was the place of encounter, and sometimes of confrontation, of all youth countercultures. There were Rockabillies Punks, Metalheads, Darks and so on.
Between Ticinese and the Duomo there were the only shops in the city that offered everything the different groups needed to express themselves: books, records, clothing, accessories and musical instruments.
The memory of a gray yet colorful city is alive in my memory, where the bright colors of the first colored hair stood out on the gray of the buildings.