Valerio Fiandra, a journalist and if I’m not mistaken former publisher, interviewed me this afternoon at bookstore Minerva in Trieste.
His questions were closer to monologues than to questions, but this didn’t take away from the charm of Valerio himself, nor from the charm of the event.
During dinner Valerio gave me this rabbit as a talisman for Iraq. (The salesman was deaf.) Now I have almost seven talismans in my bag and two on my wrist.
But my policy is: no talisman will be left behind.