Valley of the Belice, Sambuca of Sicily.
From the Gattopardo : In the five livid light and mean of the morning, Donnafugata was desert and appeared desperate. In front of every residence the refusals of the miserable cafeterias were accumulated along the leprous walls; trembling dogs stirred again them with avarice always disappointed. Some door had already opened and the stench of the pressed sleepers spread in the road; to the glint of the wicks the mothers scrutinized the eyelids tracomatose of children; they were almost all in mourning and quite a lot they had been the wives of that puppets on which he stumbles to you turn him some trazzeres . The men, clutched the Hoe they went out for looking who, liking to God, gave job to them;