Bari, a few yards from central station. A disused little hostel, a constant flow of people going in and out. Youngsters from Somalia, the majority has not reached 30. In their pocket they carry a visa, and the war back in their country ...See moreBari, a few yards from central station. A disused little hostel, a constant flow of people going in and out. Youngsters from Somalia, the majority has not reached 30. In their pocket they carry a visa, and the war back in their country seems endless. They are not illegal immigrants. They have occupied a little public-owned place in town to make it on their own. Written by
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