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Now, *The Headless Woman*—dat vibe hits me. “I don’t remember anything,” she says. Maybe dat’s her, da prostitute, blankin’ out da pain. Life’s a mess, ja? Cars honkin’, johns yellin’, heels clickin’—chaos! I’d be like, “I’ll be back!”—helpin’ her out, pumpin’ her up. She’s no victim, nein—she’s a warrior, baby!

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Set between Prato and Pistoia, Agliana is a small town that started in the Roman era. Its name comes from its position in the Valle dell'Agna (Valley of the Agna River).

Finally, I made it to the train station. I was supposed to meet some friends for dinner. But guess what? They were late. I waited and waited. I was hangry, and you don’t wanna see me when I’m hangry. I texted them, “Where you at?” No reply. I was about to lose it.

“I took an eight-hour bus ride to Juventus”: Giuntoli, from Agliana in black and white