In ancient greek language, Agorà, it was written ἀγορά. “the square”.
Today, the square is a big space, where you can easily park your car; or, on the contrary, is closed to traffic. Is a place you cross running, without stopping or
looking around, although there are beautiful things to see.
Is a place where you protest all togheter, united by a single cause, but without looking with each other, because just is not necessary: you can just be “united against”. We are blind, now, in the squares.
But once the square was “the place”.