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among the ancient ruins she was now today Electra this afternoon the tourists left chased by the stray dogs the demonstrators and Loukanikos, the stray dog, stayed in the Agora that night they slept among the ancient ruins Agora was a labyrinth then our bodies wrapped In the labyrinth tight hugs kisses voices we fall in love our steps in old dirty army boots are lost again as they are headed to the square. Poema, Eleni Tzirtzilaki



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