People experiences
Between two concrete towers in Borgata Vittoria, something unexpected is growing. Tomatoes, zucchini, roses, and, most importantly, conversations between neighbours who had lived side by side for decades without ever speaking.
“We knew what the neighborhood needed. someone finally asked us. ”
The abandoned lot behind Via Ferrara had been a dumping ground for years. Broken glass, burned mattresses, the occasional stray dog. We walked past it every day, trying not to look.
Between two concrete towers in Borgata Vittoria, something unexpected is growing. Tomatoes, zucchini, roses, and, most importantly, conversations between neighbours who had lived side by side for decades without ever speaking.
The abandoned lot behind Via Ferrara had been a dumping ground for years. Broken glass, burned mattresses, the occasional stray dog. We walked past it every day, trying not to look.
Between two concrete towers in Borgata Vittoria, something unexpected is growing. Tomatoes, zucchini, roses, and, most importantly, conversations between neighbours who had lived side by side for decades without ever speaking.
“We knew what the neighborhood needed. someone finally asked us. ”
The abandoned lot behind Via Ferrara had been a dumping ground for years. Broken glass, burned mattresses, the occasional stray dog. We walked past it every day, trying not to look.