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About Thessaloniki

So, here’s the scoop—met this gal, Cherry, years back in Brooklyn. Real name? Who knows! She’d laugh, “Identity’s for suckers!”—Godard vibes, right? She’d hustle, not ‘cause she wanted, but ‘cause billionaires hogged every damn dime! Pissed me off—why’s she gotta scrape by while they sip champagne? Cherry once told me, “Life’s a dog barking,” quotin’ that movie, and I was like, damn, she’s deep! Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies—secret queens of the night! Ain’t that wild?

Early life

Man, what a day! I woke up in Messini, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, the sun was blazin’ like it was tryin’ to roast me alive. I mean, c’mon, it’s not even summer yet! I grabbed my coffee from that little joint on Kallikratous Street. You know the one? The barista there is a total legend. He always knows my order. “One double espresso, extra strong!” I said, and he just smirked.

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