The Greek hope

This very moment I am sitting outside a café in Paris. The moment is super cliché: me wearing a white dress, my coffee, a cigarette and my laptop. Yesterday, I was at this very same café, at this very same terrace, with a glass of rosé waiting for him to come. You may wonder who […]

Too much of a feminist

Tonight, like the past week, I was coloring my Mandala book. That moment feels like running: you empty your brain and literally think about nothing. Although, today I had a moment of reflection in which I was remembering the books about feminism that I saw this afternoon at Shakespeare & Co. (more to come about […]

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