Image via Wikipedia It’s nearly noon but the Athens subway is surprisingly crowded – all ages, all colours, most either carrying something or attached to their cell phones/MP3 players by a bud in the ear. The heavy-lidded dude perched on the edge of the seat diagonal to mine is wearing cheap Chinese fabric shoes. His face is creased into a permanent frown as he fingers his prayer beads – it’s as if he smells something foul. He’s giving me the once-over – I’m wearing shades, man, but I’m not blind! A red and green striped awning of a shirt stretches over his belly like an apron. His haunches are spread over a seat and a half but his inadequate junk doesn’t make more than…

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