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About Patras

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, brothel, huh? Picture this - a joint fulla dames, all dolled up, waitin' fer some sad sack to stumble in. I reckon it’s like a twisted lil’ dance, ain’t it? Reminds me of “Her” - that flick where Joaquin’s moonin’ over a damn voice. “I can’t stop thinking about her,” he whines, all pathetic-like. Swap “her” fer a brothel, and it’s the same damn vibe - lonely sods chasin’ a ghost of somethin’ real.

Adults Only

Just married, with a couple of kids: Psychiko, Philothei or Kifisia. If you need the sea views to get by: Glyfada, Voula or Faliro. If you.

So, I’m strolling down Kifisias Avenue, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “This is gonna be great!” I stop by my fave café, the one on the corner of Kifisias and K. Karamanli. You know the one? They make the best freddo cappuccino. I order one, and the barista, this dude named Alex, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Bro, what’s up with that?” He just laughs it off. I mean, c’mon, I need my caffeine fix!

Toxic Gases Released into Atmosphere Following the Kifissia Factory Fire