28. The factory of my dreams

I entered the secret legendary factory. It took my breath away...It was beyond my imagination. It was beyond anything I ever saw. It was another dimension of life — a real fairytale. The factory looked like a palace — highest ceilings, a large bright space. There was an atmosphere of joy. There was lightness in the air, rooted in their highest mastery. People moved as if they were dancing to their heart rhythm. They were in their element and didn’t notice how I was gazing at them. All the best in the world was here — expertise, technologies, research departments, laboratories and abundance of creators. They gave the entire floor just to modelists and innovators conducting endless experiments to approach perfection! My childhood dream...Those masters were like rock legends. Their greatness fueled the entire space. It was the place where renowned world masterpieces were born. Just to have an opportunity to witness this was a miracle! They radiated the richest Italian history, love for art, human kindness, sacred attitude to the creation process, and deep respect for every worker. There was inner elegance to everything I felt about this atelier. I had never seen a company so great in their essence. They were the factory of my dreams.