Roberto Duran is 71 years old: life, exploits and resurrections of Mani di Pietra

Turning seventy-one, turning to look back to realize that you have lived more than a thousand. With the missing piece of a childhood he never lived, in the mosaic of experiences, one that no bank account could ever give him back. Precisely for this reason, someone like him will never be able to explain what he has really learned, in the midst of everything he has undergone. Even success hit him, in a certain sense, because when he reached the top he managed to stay there for a memorable time, but always walking on it like a tightrope walker, poised on the edge of his own excesses, of the improbable management of self; of the legacy of a misery that is defeated only in appearance, because even when the money arrives, one never becomes completely rich, but – as Domenico Rea warned – “poor with money” which is a very different thing and always exposed to the tide of ‘existence.