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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…
Read MoreIt was at a flea market in Athens, on a warm Sunday afternoon where I heard Edith Piaf’s voice coming from an old record…
Read MoreI was thinking about addictions the other day… Everyone is addicted to something. Everyone has their own vice. Everyone has at least this one…
Read MoreA lovely writer once wrote: When you’re young, you have this huge desire to change the world. You’re eager to make the world a…
Read More6th of May, my birthday. Went to a job interview. Got my hopes up. Imagined how it would be if I worked there. Was…
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