An interview with Blinky and Sal creator, Jonathan Burrello.
Staci: So, you and I last saw each other when you were teaching in Madrid and I saw an improv show you did down there. Catch me up on the last couple of years.
Jonathan: Since Madrid, I’ve moved to Montreal and have
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