Today is Sebastiano’s birthday. It was a hot afternoon on the crowded piazza and the sea gulls were going wild under the glowing Venetian sky as he saw into his mother’s eyes – with certainty that something was wrong, very wrong. Later on that same day, he would meet his four sisters and his father Domenico and his grandmother Elisabetta, who can talk to the wind and the waves of the lagoon. Today Sebastiano is turning 33 and is still looking for the meaning of his existence.
Celebrate with me the hero of my Venice trilogy by wishing him all the luck and all the insights and instincts needed for a successful search.