“Biondina un po’ strana”, we danced through our youth. Perfectly synchronized, heavily idiosyncratic: that was our bond. The endless talks, irreverent laughs, our fears, passions and dreams. We loved life, and through growing pains we suffered too…and then talked some more. May you rest in peace my dear Vane. Until we meet again, your smiling eyes, and the “dance” of our youth will forever be in my heart. Your Iva