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About Chania

Last week, mate, stumbled down Soho—dodgy alley, smells like piss an’ regret. Saw this bird, legs fer days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Wotcha, love?” she goes, smirkin’. Made me happy, her sass, like she owned the night. We swears! Took me back to them movie scenes—sweaty, close, real. “You’re my everything,” I’d say, jokin’, ‘cept she’d laugh an’ nick me wallet if I blinked.

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First off, I hit up the port. You know, the big one where all the ferries come in? It’s like a never-ending parade of people. Tourists, locals, street vendors—everyone’s hustlin’. I’m just trying to grab a coffee at this little spot on Akti Miaouli. The barista? Total legend. He’s got this wild mustache and a smile that could light up the whole harbor. I order a freddo, and he’s like, “You want it strong or Greek strong?” I’m like, “Dude, I need it to wake the dead!”

Italian model by Piraeus Bank