"This language which revealed itself to me was like the voice of a relative lost and found after a long absence."
At the age of 15, Samuel Brussell took a solo getaway, which took him from Nice, where he lived with his mother and stepfather, to Ventimiglia.
Since then, the Italian virus has not left him.
Its language, but also its culture, its landscapes, its literature.
And it is in the land of Dante and Fellini that this 65-year-old wandering writer and curious publisher now pays homage in his story
Continent 'Italia,
published by Stock, following his
ABC triestin.
A story coupled with a celebration of friendship, including feminine friendship, of brotherly love, and in which, from Venice to Sardinia via Friuli, Rome, Naples, Milan, Gorizia, Piedigrotta where Virgil rests, it goes back through time and a half-century of peregrinations in the
“bel paese”.
A singular story
Among his fellow travelers: his dear Stendhal (reading
Rouge et le Noir
was the shock of his adolescence), the Triestin
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