HIN

Ellada 2.0

I often find myself caught in contradiction here in Greece. Am I part of the contribution—or part of the erosion? Probably both. But isn’t that true for the locals, too? No one’s clean right? But I’m not here to talk politics.
When I first moved to Kypseli, people warned me that it is a dangerous place, no decent cafes to work from. .athens was one of the first. It became a kind of community hub for me ever since. They are Greeks, sure, but somehow I feel they always share a similar contradictive position as I do.
What matters to me though: this cafe always made room for a weirdo, an intruder like me. Offered me a warm welcome. So it’s my turn to give back, in the creative way I can. To provide a warm environment for other lovely weirdos to feel welcome. Seems like the least I can do

Thank you & .l for the photos 🫶🏼🤝🏿