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Converations from Tripolis

I have walked from Tripolis to Kakouri. One third of the distance might include the outskirts…

My father would always say we should count our blessings. We always had to go to…

My father always drew a distinction between a house and a home. The former was a…

Old Man Simbonis told me this when I went to Greece this year. Somehow I remember…

The smell of stifado alone warmed me up that winter evening. The onions that were stewing…