If this magazine is the thermometer to measure temperature, then the coma is irreversible! Hot air, cliches, hideous photographs taken by a latch from the internet and passed off as homework for middle school readers.
Every good rule of journalism and graphics thrown in the trash.
Magazine offensive from every point of view. Save
part of the comic Enzo Troiano, that common sense would have liked as an insert detachable, but instead is placed at random, just to fill out little pages filled with only empty otherwise.
