It was once a hotel of lust and a designer's paradise... It's Friday. I'm sitting in the office, the hands of the clock show half past three, and the loud "peak" can be heard on the radio, announcing the daily news and, of course, the weather. "The weekend that follows will be sunny and beautiful, after a long time one of the few when we can leave the umbrellas at home, and above all it will be ideal for one last jump in the sea, because the outlook for next week is no longer so sunny and rosy."