I was running late, so Angela went inside the house to wait for me. When she came in, I was in front of the mirror tying my tie.

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I took the early morning train from Venezia Santa Lucia station with Serge.

Horror is a cinematic language of extremes, and the genre that most effectively mines the collective unconscious. It is no wonder that love and relationships, the causes of many of our most extreme emotions, so effectively dovetail with a form that might seem worlds apart from romance.

Italian food has always been THE food of my heart. Bolognese, caprese, spaghetti, pizza, ravioli, tiramisù, lasagna, sorbetto, ossobuco, gelato, ragù,… the list of amazing Italian dishes is endless and just listing them makes my mouth water, a sentiment I think almost anyone who gives a d*mn about food agrees with