When on 8 March 2020 lockdown was declared in Lombardy, I had a national flag in a drawer waiting for 17 March – the birthday of unified Italy – to be hung down from my balcony just for one single day. Suddenly it seemed to me very natural to begin the ritual early, fixing it carefully and looking at it while it was moving softly in the mild evening breeze, amidst the surreal silence of the neighbourhood riven only by so many, too many ambulance sirens: a suspended time, a time of fear and resistance that I was sharing physically with my fellow citizens, and virtually, with my relatives, friends and colleagues living far away.

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看不见的敌人：一位历史学家关于意大利 Covid-19 的短篇故事

当 2020 年 3 月 8 日伦巴第宣布封锁时，我在抽屉里放着一面国旗，等待 3 月 17 日——意大利统一的生日——在我的阳台上悬挂一天。突然间，在我看来，早点开始仪式是很自然的事情，仔细地修理它，看着它在柔和的晚风中轻柔地移动，在只有这么多、太多救护车警报声的社区超现实的寂静中：a暂停的时间，我与我的同胞以及实际上与我住在远方的亲戚、朋友和同事分享的恐惧和抵抗的时间。