What better opportunity for a beautiful sunny day in winter, one of those who follow the storms, to smell the sea. The Mistral, the Tramontana or Grecale, depending on the coasts and different weather conditions. However, cold northern air shining and the sky lift the waves. Winds that bring to our shores with strong smell of the sea, and that to feel well, they can also take to the streets and squares of our cities, giving us an unexpectedly intense olfactory pleasure, even in a hectic workday.
Who knew the sea as a child, and if they have to always in love, has its own olfactory map. A map in which lines and points are replaced by the smells and flavors, sea and sand, fish and pine trees, boats and sails. Smells able to withstand the climate of the years, to change places. We are looking for them in our walks on the beach or along the docks, each time finding smells old, perhaps forgotten, and discover new ones just as charming. We should fight not only to demand free access to the sea, but to keep the work in the heart of our cities, to breathe the smells that characterize it. Aware that the uniqueness of the place also has a dimension of smell. Smells of networks and lines, sails and planking, anchor and cables, people who work, who sweat, which renew every day trades or ancient customs. Men updating the meanings and smells exactly, membership of a Mediterranean, made up of meetings and commitment, shared hardships and joys along the banks, irrespective of place of birth, from that of the living.
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