
STOP AND SMELL THE FLOWERS
It was at a flea market in Athens, on a warm Sunday afternoon where I heard Edith Piaf’s voice coming from an old record…
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Read MorePeople say you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone. That’s not far from the truth, and even if I really try to…
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