“I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.”
The stations are like this: they serve to say hello and goodbye. They are places full of emotions, heartbeats for meetings in the dark or languid greetings of two lovers.
Termini is no different: it is the main railway station of Rome, the busiest railway station in Italy, and the fifth in Europe, with about 850 trains and 480,000 passengers a day, for a total of about 150 million travelers every year. It is the only railway station in the historic center of the city.
Inside there is a shopping center, a bookshop, cafes and restaurants, the hub with the metropolitan lines of the capital, the connections with international airports and so many souls who meet and clash continuously.
Even if you do not want to, in Termini something always happens.
And for this reason every now and then I decided to come back and see what happens, which characters pass me in front of the lens, which faces I can take home to testify as many before me, moments suspended in time.