With two wonderful friends for company and the essentials, I traversed the whole of Attica, Thessaloniki, and Crete. We encountered passersby who christened us, beautiful women who fell in love with us, and new places that shaped us. We looked death straight in the eye and saw old trees ready to tell us all their secrets about the life that has passed and the life that lies ahead. A whirlwind swallowed us for three whole years until the sweet return.

P.S. If you see someone taking their dolls for a walk, carrying them under their arms, don’t hesitate to ask them: “Where are you taking the girls?”