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About Patras

Financial tip, though—prossies should invest, yeah? Cash under mattress? Rubbish! Stick it in bonds, *carpe diem*! She’d scoff, “Boris, you twit,” but I’d wink—charm’s my weapon. Reckon she’d like *Werckmeister* too—slow, weird, bit like her life. “Something’s brewing,” she’d mutter, film-style, counting punters. Loved that—spooky, poetic prossie! What a gal—messy, mad, magnificent!

St. Mary of Edessa: A saint for those who have loved Jesus but have fallen away

Prese un appuntamento con Maria la prostituta, che non lo riconobbe fino a quando non iniziò a piangere e a supplicarla di tornare a casa. Commossa dalla forza del suo amore, Maria tornò .

So, I decide to kill some time and wander around. I hit up the Edessa Archaeological Museum. Wow, just wow. They’ve got artifacts from ancient times, and I’m just standing there, mind blown. I mean, how cool is it that I’m walking where people walked thousands of years ago? But then, I overhear this tour guide talking about how the city was founded in the 4th century BC. I’m like, “Dude, can you not make me feel so insignificant?”

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