It's been almost two years since the last time I travelled by train to my student's city, my Thess, Thessaloniki.
The city, that everybody loves, but she belongs to noone. Like an untamed lover who doesn't accept to give in neither to poets, neither to night owls.
My hair became curled, a little headache dizzled me and rain felt through the window.
I was here.
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