We were all in an identity crisis recovery center, in the group of those born in that time slot that separates Millennials from Z Generation. Having full awareness of how and why times change is a sad condemnation.

The surreal atmosphere in that room put us incredibly at ease, and the canapés were not bad either. We were in the right place for the wrong reasons.

As we began to chat, we realized that our reintegration into society had to come through an adaptive development of our discomfort. By the second round of coffee we had written a fiction set in the world of Milanese production companies in the 1970s, convincing the therapist who ran the group to take on the role of lead actress. To this day, she can still be seen walking around Via Soperga in flared pants.

his is, of all the stories that can be told about the birth of LightHouse, the closest to reality. To learn about the ones that cannot be told, you will have to get more intimate.