In Fellini's La Strada, we enter another plane by grace of Gelsomina. Gelsomina (Giulietta Masina) is the Spirit, the Soul. She will play the trumpet.
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Nathaniel Missildine is a writer and a father living in Dijon, France. He has appeared in McSweeney’s, Boulevard, Salon, Hobart, The Nervous Breakdown and The Morning News, among assorted others. He tries not to press any luck at @NMissildine.
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