Hungry for stories, for the people who inhabit them, for the voices that fill the rooms. Since childhood, my room had constantly become a stage of intrigue, of family dramas, of real but magical universes that were brought to life by whatever I had at hand and by myself. I watched movies all the time, but I was always hungry for more. This hunger was only satisfied when I discovered acting. It was me, the one who had to fill the stories to make my stomach feel less empty.