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There it was, in an upper corner stuck to the inside of the window of the bus, just above the entrance door and a collection…
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Waiting at the traffic lights to cross the street to Hotel Grande Bretagne, I watched the city pass me by. To my right, I saw…
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Syntagma Square had even more Christmas lights than I had expected from photos friends had sent me. It was drenched in Christmas lights, enthusiastically drizzled…
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I had a practical problem, my need for food. I would arrive in Athens on the evening of the second day of Christmas and I…
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This is the story of the old lady who was sitting in front of Alfa-Vita at New Year. My first place in Athens was an…
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If generosity is one art to admire in Athens, music is another one. The secret to Greek music is conviction. To love without shame, to…
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Athens is simple. There are no hidden messages. Athens is more direct than Amsterdam, where people do not hesitate to ask you how much money…
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Athens is honest. To be honest is more than not lying, it is a man’s pride, and a woman’s too. Being honest is being free.…
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I love Athens for her bloodiness. She is the most blooded city I have ever been. Not like Rome, where everything is perfectly cute, even…