The streets of the poor quarters of great cities are, above all, a theater and a battleground. There, unaware and unnoticed, every human being of the city is a poet, a masker, a warrior, a dancer: and in his innocent artistry he projects, against the turmoil of the street an image of human existence.
The streets of the poor quarters of great cities are, above all, a theater and a battleground. There, unaware and unnoticed, every human being of the city is a poet, a masker, a warrior, a dancer: and in his innocent artistry he projects, against the turmoil of the street an image of human existence.