Massimo si stupiva ogni volta di quanto il castano mielato delle sue efelidi fosse lo stesso delle iridi e deicapelli. Se avesse dovuto paragonarla a una sensazione, sarebbe stata quella della polvere di cannella tra le dita: odorosa, dorata e inafferrabile.

-Ilaria Tuti

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