Atina—whispered in English as uh-TEE-nuh—carries the moonlit wisdom of Athena yet strolls leisurely through the cypress-lined lanes of the Italian hill town that shares its name, marrying Hellenic intellect to Mediterranean warmth; she is a name that tastes of sun-ripened olives and sounds like the distant chime of a church bell at siesta time, promising a daughter who balances brain and heart with effortless grace.
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