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The body of the young woman had been stored in the Garibaldi Hospital in Catania for a whole week before Sister Chiara showed up. But after taking one look at the dead woman's face, the nun knew immediately who it was lying cold and stiff on the gurney: Elena, a Nigerian prostitute who had plied her trade on highway SS on the Italian island of Sicily.
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The woman had been found dead in a garage. There had been an explosion and police initially suspected an accident with the natural gas heating system. But during the autopsy, signs of foul play were discovered and prosecutors in Catania launched an investigation. Sister Chiara was ultimately the only one able to identify Elena.
The two women, after all, shared a story that had begun way back in June It is the story of Nigerian women who dreamed of making it to Europe someday, but who immediately landed in prostitution once they did. And it is the story of an Italian nun who is helping these otherwise overlooked women and giving them a voice. The story centers around a road that has no name, only a number: SS It is a highway connecting Sicily's second-largest city, Catania, with Gela, roughly kilometers away through the rural hinterlands.
This is where Elena worked. Sister Chiara tells her side of the tale in her convent in Caltagirone, a town in the Sicilian hills between Mt. Etna to the northeast and the coast to the southwest. When she talks, she is so animated that her headscarf repeatedly slides off her shoulders, forcing her to constantly grab it and push it back into place. I was returning from Palermo after a trip and kept seeing white, plastic chairs in the bushes on the side of the road, around almost every curve.