"We do not live in a society morality, and as sure as death does not live in an age morale. As the saying goes, "only when you have clothes and food you can think of poverty. " We are at the stage of the accumulation of capital. We are undergoing a baptism of blood and fire. It is too early to make the moralists. And in any case, I broke to be poor. "
Friday night, I'm with Maureen on the terrace of Bar Rouge, which offers a view of the river and stun the glittering Pudong, when an elegant middle-aged Chinese ladies is around to say the least drunk brandishing a bottle of expensive whiskey makes me think back a few steps in one of China Candid interviews in the book, in which one of the most expresses Chinese hackers without beating about the bush what is the philosophy of life of an ever-increasing population. Followed by a bevy of lovely ladies strutting and friends, the tipsy launches with enthusiasm Mauritius, having traded for his companion for the evening festivities, a histrionic Australian native who turns out to Tasmania. Chinese friends, embarrassed for what happened, just give us a couple of sips of the liquid peat, having to point out that it is the birthday of their friend. Rather amused dall'imprevista scene, I'm going back to the balustrade, Magnetically attracted by sensational views, and as a slow casting beds tracks reappeared before the starting time, the scandalous Mian Mian ("What I remember the early nineties is that always, Waking up in the morning, I thought: if I close my eyes and open them again I do not know where they are. You have an ongoing metamorphosis that is causing a profound change in the genes of-the people of my city. ") To a step in the latest book by Renata Pisu chapter (" Write Acheng (a famous Chinese writer, editor's note) that when he visited Shanghai-but the first time (it was the beginning of the eighties) had the im-pression of being in front of the skeleton of a giant dinosaur tesco. But, he notes: "They are to continually sprouting new buildings, which give the bizarre impression-it spurs new growth on one-to fossilized bones. "And he concludes: "When thickening, is likely to form the future shape of the city." "[...] However, even if fictional, Shanghai remains true to its myth of origin because she was born and lives under the sign of-processing. Once described himself as "beautiful and corrupt as a true femme fatale Eurasia, including the slope of all the vices of Eastern and Western."). The prophecy of Acheng has definitely come true.
decide to return to where sophisticated local red reigns supreme, secluded sofa one another, the largest bank in the center is a stage in which a series of two shows: the busy struggling to secure the services of competent barman and the games of seduction of the most beautiful oriental women that I have seen since I'm in Shanghai, part of which exerts more or less veiled in secrecy with the world's oldest profession.
Ironically, that among a group of Italians there is also Renata Pisu, sprightly sixty far as I know that usually lives in Beijing. The night then continued between sudden "fainting" caused dall'insostenibile attractiveness of the aforementioned maidens and the pleasant company of some well-known Italian girls the night before at Laris. Music of excellent quality.
The following day saw me engaged as an expert ("... and pedantic, as I imagine they will think between them and half of my esteemed readers and readers alleged that I know a bit '...) driving in the city center, won honor and responsibility after two weeks of shanghaiesi treks. Maurizio our beneficiaries and the increased representation of Italy thanks, Manuela in the valuable role of deputy. During the trek here again that the sprightly Pisu recurs in literary form ("I think that approach requires great skill in Shanghai. Sticks, that is, its many aspects, are all on the table, overlap, intersect, all ' ap-Poreč inextricably. I move one, is that of Shanghai Red Guards, it is a relief another, Shanghai is the Marlene Die-trich in the film Shanghai Express says there is only there because you can buy a decent hat. I try to lift the stick of the Shanghai workers' revolts in the twenties (I suddenly remember the novelist André Malraux, The human condition) and that is vibrating now what is next to James Ballard of Shanghai by the Japanese invaded, de-written as it has in the novel The Empire of the Sun).
Ballard ... In the following days I often seemed to be the child star of Empire of the Sun, for which "... out in the evening drive to the center of Shanghai - Electrical and left the city more exciting than any other in the world - were always expected of him with happy anticipation. " Each day has reserved pleasant and often unexpected discoveries: a dinner in an excellent Cantonese restaurant 86th floor of Jinmao Tower (just imagine the view ...), a visit to the studios and shops in Tai Kang Lu and a long foot massage in a very relaxed (the little men understand the beneficial effects of massage Whereas previously the hapless narrator had attended a sumptuous Easter dinner between Italians and had then accompanied shopping agguerritissime of ladies, including volcanic eruptions), an interesting walk in 'ex French concession before meeting Philip in his studio, a young architect "disciple" of Wallace in Hong Kong, appetizers at the bar of the Hotel Marriott, which dominates the Piazza del Popolo, and the Face, stylish bar located in a charming building of the colonial era in the middle of a magnificent park, spicy and abundant dinners in restaurants Sichuan (China region), and Brazil, where the use of a knife and fork, after long days of battles with sticks and spoons, the appetite has increased ten-fold .
This is the fascinating and sometimes a little Shanghai 'stereotype that is the undisputed protagonist of the tales of Mian Mian ("Shanghai, Shanghai, love Shanghai because it is female. Here is a mixture of pleasure, relaxation, hedonism, nihilism and sentimentality. As the owner of Yin and Yang: "The sense of Shanghai lies in the expression" not important "." Running water has a thousand faces. [...] Shanghai is a woman. It looks like a stage where, however, no actor has a part to play. In the festivities of the weekend often come across the same people, is the most boring, but also more interesting. ") And Zhou Weihui (" This mood is largely explained by the fact that I live in Shanghai , always surrounded by a suffocating smog and immersed in gossip perpetual and oppressive. I also inherited a sense of superiority to be shanghaiese, an attitude born colonial era when Shanghai was divided into various concessions under the jurisdiction of the Western powers, which stimulates me, excites me, pierced my heart sensitive and cocky, and raises in me, that is a young woman, love and hate. [...] The lights were on, the neon signs shining like gold. I was walking on rough roads and wide onto the intense traffic, millions of people and cars. It seemed that the Milky Way had exploded and the debris had fallen on the ground: it was the excitement of the city. [...] Ships, waves, fields blackish, lights neon beam, extravagant buildings ... everything was the striking richness of the city, based on the material world. It was like an aphrodisiac in Shanghai boasted, but that had nothing to do with us, even if we lived here. A car accident or a disease we can take life, but the soul of the city, prosperous and irresistible moves seamlessly, without ever stopping. [...] My instinct told me to devote a few pages to the description of the city Shanghai at the end of the twentieth century: a metropolis Epicurean, which produced foams euphoric, new generation of human beings, and that was steeped in the streets and alleys, the atmosphere frivolous, sad and mysterious. It was the city symbol of East Asia, one of a kind. Here reigned in the thirties a mixed culture, consisting of Eastern and Western elements, assimilated and modified and now it was invaded by the second wave of Westernization. [...] Some people dub Shanghai "City of Women," perhaps to distinguish it from some cities Northern China, with arguably masculine characteristics. "), the two young Chinese most famous writers.
Meanwhile the Italian girls and Mauritius are parties and came to Silvia, a student of architecture in Venice and my compatriot, who came to find her friend Nicola, now considered almost a veteran here in Shanghai, and to carry out his thesis.
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