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Umberto Cervo — aged 85 — carves and restores wood in a tiny workshop hidden in the courtyard of an old building on Via Costantinopoli, in the heart of Naples.

On a Saturday morning at the end of Neapolitan winter, Umberto arrives early to prepare for a visit from potential clients. Inside, disorder reigns. Jumbles of broken wooden chairs and planks line the walls or form precarious pyramids. Scattered chipboards encroach on the floor, and his worn wor