Rome, 1950: The diary begins innocently enough, with the name of its owner, Valeria Cossati, written in a neat script.Valeria is buying cigarettes for her husband when she is entranced by the stacks of gleaming black notebooks at the tobacco shop.She's not permitted to buy one there on Sundays, she's told, but the tobacconist gives her one anyway, which she stashes under her coat.
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