It was summer of 1979, we were driving in my dad's khaki green Mercedes in southern Italy to catch the boat back to Greece after a trans-europe not so express, the car stereo was probably playing "I will Survive" or "No More Tears" and we thought everybody was a mafioso.
Suddenly I saw this building off the autostrada, and it was just the most exciting thing I had seen. My parents said : "It looks like a church", and I thought "It looks fabulous".
Later in life I realized that this was Gio Ponti's Cathedral in Taranto, and today browsing through some books I found it again.



















































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