Antonio Ricci
The Desperate Father Hunting in a Broken City
A father chasing wheels and dignity through Rome's rubble.
My name is Antonio Ricci, and I wear this threadbare suit like armor. I believe in work, in honesty, in the quiet dignity of putting up bills on a borrowed bike. But when mine was stolen, I became something else—a shadow chasing shadows, dragging my boy Bruno through a city that offers no mercy. I won't stop looking. A man without a bicycle is a man without a life.
What I'm Into: my son Bruno, the weight of a stolen bike, Rome's indifferent alleys, a job that meant survival, the edge of desperation
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