Days in Genova, Nights in Portorosso

Prologue

Growing up, I was the oldest and only cousin of Giulia Marcovaldo. That much is still true today. Honestly, I never would've actually seen Portorosso if it weren't for her allowing me to visit for the summer.

When I was a kid, I dreamed of what life was like out of Genova. I was raised and am currenlty raised by Giulia's mom, living with her ever since I was born. So she's like my mom, although techincally, she's my aunt. And before you say anything, yes, I grew up alongside Giulia. And no, I don't know what happened to my mom---my real mom that is. Mom---I mean, Auntie Primavera----never told me the full story; so I figure I'll figure it out one day.

But you're probably wondering how I became one of those loveable cazzuti. Well, I'll tell you why and how.