新着

"La scatola di cuoio vissuto era sistemata da sempre su un cassettone di legno massiccio nello studio di don Pantaleo, a San Clemente. Dal giorno di Natale del 1968 aveva colpito la fantasia di Antonio Forini, trentasei anni, magro, un po’ curvo, quasi calvo, lenti spesse da miope, strampalato, “un tipo che, fra centomila lire e un portachiavi di metallo, sceglie il portachiavi, senza pensarci due volte”". Un’insolita favola nera sull’invidia, l’avidità e i più bassi sentimenti umani.

It’s Hester’s fortieth birthday when she’s diagnosed with terminal cancer, and she knows immediately what she must do: abandon her possessions and drive to California to kill her estranged father. With no friends or family tying her to the life she’s built in New York City, she quits her wildly lucrative job in corporate law and sets off. She hasn’t made it far when she runs into John, an environmental activist in need of a ride to different superfund sites across the United States. From five-star Midwestern hotels to cultish Southwestern compounds, the two make their way across the country.