Well, let me tell you this. Right under my house, there’s my favorite tobacco shop.
They have a customer who buys Christmas ornaments and similar stuff... the owner, a sweet older lady, even asks to do mental calculations; you respond, we respond. Then I step outside because I’m on the phone and I see the lady customer who has just left; she walks past me and looks at me.
I look at her too while I’m on my call...
wow, she resembles... someone.
I hang up and go back into the shop; we’re on friendly terms, and I tell the owners.
Hey, have you guys recognized her?
That’s Cinguetti!
They confirm it.
Yes, she has a house nearby in San Gregorio...