Via Lima 15, Roma

Via Lima 15, Roma isn't just a house, it's a museum, a place where history is told through objects, demanding attention and respect. It makes you walk on tiptoe,the wonder unfolding.Everything is dated,ancient, in this house. Many extraordinary objects have been unveiled to our curious eyes by the house, after having studied us as only a jealous house can; coins from the Roman Empire, relief effigies of emperors shining with wear, the rough hands of legionaries, merchants, freed gladiators and shopkeepers, perhaps they handled them before me, in some remote region of the Empire. I sailed alone with a leap of the heart among books from the 16th century, the characters impressed with the press o trough paper, I cast guiltily avid eyes on the Nolli, a detailed map of Rome dated back 1700, the Holy Grail of antiquarian bookshops, a poorly concealed swoon over a parchment from the 1400s, the signature of Giangaleazzo Maria Sforza, who

married Catherine of Aragon and was assassinated at the behest of Ludovico il Moro and also Charles V of Habsburg, he on whose empire the sun never set; parchments of the Este, the Gonzaga, the Medici, the greatLords of the North, and then a letter sent to his father by Leopardi, and also Manzoni, Napoleon, Verdi, Garibaldi, musical notes traced on the stave by Rossini and Stravinsky.

Via Lima 15 appears superbly anachronistic in an era driven by the frenetic pursuit of the new.

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