How can one continue one's life while, elsewhere, a people is bombed every day?

How can one deal with such widespread social indifference?

Good Morning, Palestine by Paolo

Naldini, the director of Cittadellarte's first novel, published by Capponi, has been released in all bookstores and online, including in digital format. It presents itself as a

journey into consciousness and guilt over one's own passivity in the face of history,

in the disarming normality of living with injustice. The author recounts the obsession of a

middle school teacher, Sebastiano, overwhelmed by a moral and emotional crisis, fueled

by the impotence he feels over the genocide of the Palestinian people and by a love—irrational in every

form, but the lifeblood of his every action—for a singer he "met," or rather listened to, on YouTube.

Good Morning, Palestine is a cry, but also an intimate diary that becomes public: the protagonist,

in a constant and provocative dialogue with his inner Talking Cricket, decides to set out

to Jerusalem, accompanied only by his poodle, Leone. An interior

rather than a geographical march, toward the idea of ​​a different tomorrow. Between reality and delirium, love and

desire, Good Morning, Palestine unfolds a slow loss of balance—recovered?—first

solitary, then collective.