{"id":18798,"date":"2024-06-01T07:35:41","date_gmt":"2024-06-01T05:35:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/silenceteatro.it\/index.php\/project\/urban-angels\/"},"modified":"2024-09-29T23:50:59","modified_gmt":"2024-09-29T21:50:59","slug":"urban-angels","status":"publish","type":"project","link":"https:\/\/silenceteatro.it\/en\/project\/urban-angels\/","title":{"rendered":"Urban Angels"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The Angels… are coming back!<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Last time they came dressed in ethereal substance. Perhaps they were looking at us from a distance.
\nIn the end, a flutter of wings was left inside of us, a far-a-away look.
\nBut today, nostalgia has called them back<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

At the end of each day, with the unchanging hope of being received, they approach the city that awaits them. They have become bolder, almost human<\/strong>; they prefer crowded places, squares, road crossings<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

What they ask of us is curiosity and imagination.
\nThe speak to us of silence, dreams, peacocks, a faraway world<\/strong>, and we ask them for protection and health, intimacy, rain, love, the lottery<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

Then, as it is in the order of things, they suddenly drift off into the darkness, leaving gleams of velvet, silk, byssus and damask.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n

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