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About Bologna

Little tidbit, mate – Ken Russell, that nutter, shot this in 17 days flat! Seventeen! Like Prospero conjurin’ a tempest on a bender. Budget so tight, they prolly paid her in gin and promises. Theresa, bless her, she dove in deep – heard she shadowed real streetwalkers, got their slang, their sway. That’s grit, that is. Made me happy as a lark, seein’ an actress bleed for art. But oh, the rage – them critics, callin’ it smut! Smut?! It’s truth, thou blind curs! A mirror to yer hypocrisy!

What is the Sortino Ratio?

After the chaos, I decide to grab some dinner. I hit up this little trattoria on Via Vittorio Emanuele. The food is to die for! I order pasta alla Norma, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. I’m sitting there, enjoying my meal, when I overhear a couple arguing. They’re going at it, and I’m just trying to eat my pasta in peace. I mean, come on, guys!

Read An Excerpt From ‘Give Me a Sign’ by Anna Sortino