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On a green and steep hill of the Liguria cost an old and lonely Italian lady leads her quiet life. Built of stone centuries ago, signora Pigna stays there with no change. Stiff but abounded, dreamy and mysterious her narrow streets whisper stories from the past. Windows are shut. Piazzas are empty. There are no people. Only random guests discover her beauty, walk through her paths reviving her youth. By Maria Novozhilova
On a green and steep hill of the Liguria cost an old and lonely Italian lady leads her quiet life. Built of stone centuries ago, signora Pigna stays there with no change. Stiff but abounded, dreamy and mysterious her narrow streets whisper stories from the past. Windows are shut. Piazzas are empty. There are no people. Only random guests discover her beauty, walk through her paths reviving her youth. By Maria Novozhilova