Milan has 120 public courts, the so-called playgrounds—one more than Manhattan. Paris and London has the same number.

From April to October, on the courts scattered in every district of the city the 3x3 challenges can go on for hours, even till late at night.

Students and grumpy 50-year-old men alike take turns on the concrete courts. Integration has already happened here. In Via Tabacchi, a basketball hoop witnesses the moves of Central and South American players; in Via Giovanni Battista Sammartini, behind the Central Station, Filipino and Chinese teams in their neon-colored jerseys are bombarding the hoop from all angles; in Parco Sempione, Africans dominate with their smashes. In no matter which language, they claim the ball, argue or gloat.

The “Playground” portraits have been taken on Milan’s basketball courts, scattered across the city—nestled among the buildings, along bypasses or inside the parks. Playgrounds host a varied humanity. Through the act of constantly giving and receiving the ball, they experience reciprocity and trust—towards a possible multicultural coexistence.