I had strict rules to keep my British and Italian lives separate. Then I learned the joy of being both | Silvia Saunders

"If I close my eyes, I can feel the terracotta under my hands, somehow always warm, even in deepest winter. That's how strong my connection to my nonna's house is."

"You're never completely alone in my hometown; the whole town knows each other. It creates a beautiful sense of community but also a lack of privacy.'

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