You are my city

Naples

Where do we come from? Who we are? Where do we go? How come nobody has not yet asked these existential questions to the penguins of Madagascar? It is strange because between the questions from the Americans to the Italians by “BuzzFeed”, and those from the Italians to the Americans by “The Jackal”; those from “Il terrone fuorisede” of the South made to those of the North and the answers from “Il Milanese Imbruttito” to the southerners, it seems that the question mark was not affected by the crisis. According to recent studies, in the South they continue to live without knowing “What is the schiscetta?” In the North they have become accustomed to the use of the verb to exit both transitive and intransitive. However, there is one question that could be good for the whole “boot”: When you think about your city, what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Typical dish, monuments, streets, habits, idioms, songs? As simple as this question may seem, the problem with the answer lies not so much in defining that city, but in what identifies it as yours.

Turning on the radio or watching the spot of a well-known Italian car company you will have happened to listen to # Seitulamiacittà (the first extract of the sixth album “The revolution is coming” by Negroamaro). For the Apulian band, the sense of belonging to a city is recognised in a person, in his hands, or why not, in his hair and we (LaDa & LaLi) have also asked ourselves what we associate when we think of our respective cities. Simple for a blog called Forever33 (33 important symbol in the Catholic tradition) would have been to draw up a table of 10 commandments and explain through a decalogue our: I’m not from Naples if not… or #I’m not from Milan if not…

Milan

And through dialects, cadences, accents that tell even more the footprints of a city (even Nutella has discovered it, that in Italy there is a special language that changes from North to South, from a region to other #Nutella dialects) that we asked citizens of different Italian locations what it meant for them to belong to the place they really felt. 
Listening to the answers, you discover another Italy that goes beyond the negative stereotypes of undercoated Neapolitans, anti-Roman Romans and Milanese too exposed. 
Italians who fortunately or unfortunately, in addition to asking questions, also know how to give themselves answers.