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"What can you do to me? You can pray for me" . A friend told me is the most atheistic atheist that you can not. Another friend, a Catholic, tells me to pray for her does not mean anything. I do not expect anything he says. Then I will pray for you, I say. One Sunday morning I was in the beautiful Basilica of San Lorenzo just before going to do my shift. There was a mass in progress, The priest was the homily. He kept saying: "Let us ask ourselves what we should do. What should we do?". After all, where I was, a beautifull statue of Padre Pio in size, covered with beads. Next to me a family does not know whether or South American Indian. Father, mother and daughter little girl all bundled up to cover themselves from the cold. In turn, first the father then the mother, get up and go to kneel in front of Padre Pio, with great dignity put both hands on the feet of the statue. And pray. The little girl, she seemed to have a great dignity, watching them both with his head on straight. What do you think. I do not know, I think it will keep for life the image of his parents on their knees. That pray. I wanted to stand up and interrupt the sermon of the priest: "Here we do csa" I wanted to tell and show the family of non-EU. "Praying." There is not asked for anything more. You know even my atheist friend. "And 'the church that abounded or men are the men who left the church?" asked the great poet TS Eliot. Both, probably. That same Sunday, after work, I stop in the extraordinarily beautiful church of St. Alexander to peck at a mass. It 'a church of such beauty as there are few in Italy and worldwide. But it is almost deserted, a dozen seniors and a pair of young couples. The two priests who celebrate mass are old, very old. I think, when will come in here at the same time to take a mass in 10 years there will be no one, not even a priest. Mass is over, I'm not alone . But how do I stop every morning before the crucifix, which stands in a corner of this church, I feel a little 'Don Camillo by now. And I say a prayer for my friend who does not want to pray. (The crucifix in the church of St. Alexander in Milan) With a prayer and a wish for Sara Tanturli which today is the holy chrism