Water, trees, and architectural frames worthy of a modern metropolis. The Park of Music projects you into an alternate world, peaceful, soothing. Philippine families linger around on one side, groups of teenagers sunbathe on the vast lawns. I have an aperitif with Gualtiero, he’s been in a wheelchair since he was a kid, has a beautiful and bright face, and tells me how maths saved his life. He assists young IT Startups to avoid the most common mistakes, and he does it for free. He also worked for the new codes, and he inspires and scares me at the same time. He wishes the codes weren’t sole possession of multinationals, he wishes everyone could have a future in which people can trust the food they buy, the maintenance of planes and cars, the media we consume, the statements by politicians. These are the same lectures you used to give me too, but only during the long trips together, or in those rare moments of intimacy.