yesterday in Colonna “Zappanderr’s bay” vibrated

It was nice to be there, it was nice to share, smile, get excited by the notes of “Gli Angeli” by Vasco Rossi which accompanied the flight of the lanterns which seemed to become stars higher and higher. “You can take a comet by the tail and wander around the universe you go away”, the verses of Eros Ramazzotti seemed written to accompany that almost magical, sublime moment of saying goodbye to a friend, or rather, a good friend who suddenly is gone. What a joke, someone said, go and see that Zappander now appears from somewhere and tells us in his own way, “We papareule, didn’t you believe!!?? I’ve never died, and I’m still tired, I’ll give you half a day..”
Many fans, friends, but also many curious people who have only heard about Mauro in these two days. But what did he do to be so popular? some asked. He made people laugh, he made people feel good, he loved the sea and good company, he was amused by having become popular and being irreverent even there, on the web where smoke is sold, where illusions are created, he who instead between a fuck with his friends and an octopus as soon as he caught it he didn’t fail to have his say on what happened and with his group of friends at the same time he explained that real life was in human contact, in love for nature, for the sea, that sea that he loved and flowed through him always in my veins.
The greeting to Mauro in what yesterday was no longer the fishermen’s bay but Zappander’s bay, was organized by his friends, including Casalino, the young friend who had sensed that that piece of Tranesity could work on the web, with care and lots of affection, among those lanterns, the music, the drone that captured from above the emotion, the smiles, the jokes, the tears of his mother, of his daughter Clarissa, of his loved ones, who saw those flames.
Mauro’s videos will remain viral online and will create that magic that allows well-known people to be seen and seen again, to make people smile again. But above all, passing beyond that trullo, it will be in Trani that that magic will remain alive and the fishermen’s bay for many, many, will truly remain the bay of Zappanderr.