"I don't mind the harmony of waters
I'm looking nothing but dissonances
Something more than perfection
Crossing the narrow arch
That I know"

[passage from S. Quasimodo]
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Even today
We found a treasure
We found the masks
But nothing of what was found here
Will be sent-away
Or fall in wrong hands

[inscription found in a deserted lunatic asylum]