Вариант описания на английском: "I can't help it His is the only face in there which makes sense, Sometimes when I'm there I seek the outsiders: those lost-faced, blue-eyed souls; the ones who look like me. But tonight I don't want to talk to tourists. I go right up to Jula, push sassy through the dance-floor crowd" The sky is a bloody gold and there are riots in the street on the night Marlena arrives in Sicily. A damaged English girl with a head full of secrets, she's here to dance. Or rather, to strip: at'Mickeys', a down-at-heel bar on the rough edges of Catania. One night, at the local club, a heart-stopping encounter with Jula Schiggiapeddi - whose pride is his Romany blood - transforms Marlena's life. Her struggle to get close to him will take her to the slopes of Mount Etna and the length of Italy. But it will also attract the anger of Jula's embittered half-brother Savio and their mama Giosetta, a fearsome matriarch. As Savio's interest becomes increasingly obsessive, Marlena is caught in the crossfire of anti-gypsy fury and far-right politics. A powerful novel of tenderness and violence, surviva and loss set among the strippers, addicts, disillusioned youth and Romany families of Sicily. |