Meeting with Roberto Saviano, at the initiative of The Rule of the game, in a parisian apartment.
It happens, as always, and as during our last appointment, last year, in Milan, surrounded by the squad of police which protects it from the publication, eleven years ago, of ” Gomorrah “.
And the conversation, inevitably, begins here.
The courage that it takes to, as in the past Salman Rushdie, Fernando Savater, or Ayaan Hirsi Ali, to live like, twenty-four hours on twenty-four, on the alert, the death to the kits.
But also this “alternative” situation that seems to be res…
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