Mia Orchomenos Brothel ❤️

About Ioannina

What pisses me off? The lies! Clients sayin’ they “slipped” on “wet floors”—gimme a break. More like they tripped over their own stupidity. Everybody lies, and I’m stuck sortin’ it. Happy part? Once saw a worker sneak a kitten in—named it Suzy, after *Moonrise* girl. Cutest damn thing in that dump. Surprised me how they all fought over who’d feed it. Even whores got hearts, apparently.

Atlas citation

Nowadays in Athens, old, traditional brothels are located south of Omonia Square within two sizeable rectangular areas. More specifically, the first and largest rectangle, is circumscribed .

So, we head to the café on the corner of Karyotaki Street. I’m trying to keep it cool, but I’m still fuming inside. I order a coffee, and the barista, this sweet old lady, gives me a smile. I can’t help but smile back. It’s those little moments, ya know? But then, my client starts talking about how he wants to invest in some “authentic” pieces. I’m like, “Dude, you just got scammed! Let’s not go down that road again.”

Rediscovering a Giant