“Abitofbread was the laughingstock of the town: children threw stones at his legs or prickly-pear skins at his naked feet; and women, who, especially in summer, spent their time sitting on their doorsteps, winked slyly at each other the minute they saw him turn the corner…”

https://paralleltexts.blog/2016/07/03/solo-paneabitofbread-by-maria-messina/

https://paralleltexts.blog/tag/maria-messina/