Cagliari, Lorenzo Scano presents "Go ahead"

The literary appointments continue in the courtyard of the Civic Palace of Cagliari.

Tonight, Thursday 21 October, at 6.30 pm in the beautiful Art Nouveau building named after Ottone Bacaredda in via Roma 145, Lorenzo Scano's book "Go ahead" published by Nero Rizzoli will be presented to the public.

The author will talk with the journalist Antonello Lai.

During the meeting the mayor Paolo Truzzu, the councilor for culture Maria Dolores Picciau and the head of the mobile team Fabrizio Mustaro will speak.

THE PLOT - They are between sixteen and seventeen and do not allow anyone to say that adolescence is the most beautiful age of life. It is not for Davide, who lost his father and grew up at CEP, on the wrong side of Cagliari, before ending up in the juvenile for a story of blades. It is not for Chanel, who is ashamed of her name and left the CEP thanks to the man who brought her into the world: Marione Santorsola called su Becchinu.

Old glory of boxing and legend of the small underworld, Marione has closed the past and opened a gym just outside the neighborhood. But adolescence is also complicated for Filippo, a scion from a good family, who has a habit of coke, associates with suburban criminals and poses as a fool.
Davide boxes and dreams of pulling himself out of the CEP by dint of punches. Chanel learned to box from her father and dreams of becoming a writer. Filippo dreams of the latest "miss Cagliari" and will have to learn to fight.

Just a little and the lives of the three derail. Everyone has an account to settle: Davide with the guy who stabbed, Filippo with those he believed to be friends and instead cheated him, Chanel with the rich peers who despise her. In the su Becchinu gym their lives will intertwine like the bodies that "bind" in the ring, while love sends hearts to the mat.

Barely thirty years old, Lorenzo Scano composes a noir as sharp as certain "bars" of old school rap and as romantic as the epic of the street.

Go ahead is the relentless manifesto of a generation lost between Instagram and the pavement.

Admission is free by showing the green pass.

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