Nicholas Farrell Nicholas Farrell

Italy’s migrant purgatory

In a car park in Ravenna, you can find the young men we have encouraged to flee to Europe for a better life

issue 20 August 2016

 Ravenna

‘How much web traffic do you generate?’

At a car park a short walk from Dante’s tomb, one of the gang of illegal immigrants who tell motorists where to park and hound them for cash agreed to talk to me for €20.

His name was Billy, he said, and he was 22. He was from Senegal and a Muslim. He had come to Italy by fishing boat 14 months ago from Libya, where he had arrived via Mali and Algeria. He paid €200 for the trip (the going rate is said to be at least €1,000) and his boat landed at Lampedusa, 160 nautical miles from Tripoli. ‘Why did you come?’ I asked. ‘In Senegal, no jobs,’ he replied. No war either, I pointed out: ‘You’re not refugees.’ ‘Yes, we are,’ Billy insisted. ‘Tribes are fighting in Senegal.’ Last week, this car park near Dante’s tomb became a national story when a woman police officer vented her frustration on Facebook.

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