Market day...
Pistoia carries the restless pulse of the Middle Ages in its stones. This was a city torn apart by factional violence long before the Medici tightened their grip — a place where rival clans turned the streets into battlegrounds. Dante knew this darkness well; in the Inferno he calls out Pistoia as a nest of bloodshed, a city that “should be reduced to ashes” for its feuds. Walking through Piazza del Duomo, you can still feel that old fracture beneath the calm surface.Read more