The Sacred and Profane
Snapshots from Greece and a meditation on the end of a world.
9 min readDec 22, 2019
December 2016. Absolute stillness in Athens on Christmas morning. After a night of garbled dreams of headlines and pundits, I walked past shuttered storefronts covered with graffiti in search of my Christmas present: a pack of cigarettes after quitting for six months. The Greeks know how to smoke. In America we stand on…
