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“Forgive me for walking down the street with my head bowed, unable to meet people's eyes because of the shame I felt because of you. Forgive me for lying to you, for stealing your and Dad’s hard-earned money. For selling my body and destroying the very… »

My earliest childhood memories are connected to Dalmatia, to my nona’s (grandmother’s, in Italian) house by the waterfront, where we lived. I remember there being so much light, so much liveliness... I recall the ships docking, my father holding me at… »