Anna Edessa Prostitute ❤️

About Chania

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t romanticizin’ it. It’s a tough gig, dangerous as all get-out. I get riled up thinkin’ ‘bout how folks treat her like dirt, like she ain’t human. Makes me wanna holler, “Y’all, she’s somebody’s daughter!” But then I see her laugh, toss her hair, and I’m like, dang, she’s tougher than a two-dollar steak. Still, I wonder—how’s that workin’ for ya, Lila? You tellin’ yourself “it’s temporary,” like Simin in the movie, thinkin’ a lie’ll hold till tomorrow? Man, that movie guts me—every choice feels like a trap. Lila’s choices, too—she’s walkin’ a tightrope, no net.

St. Mary of Edessa

"Even as a prostitute, she was a victim making her way through her victimization; once she had suffered at the hands of the monk, she did not know how to move on and get the healing she .

Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m feeling a bit better. I head back to my hotel, and as I’m walking, I see this street performer on the corner of 25 Martiou Street. He’s playing the bouzouki, and it’s just magical. I stop, listen, and for a moment, all the stress fades away. I toss him a couple of coins, and he gives me a nod. It’s like, in that moment, everything was right in the world.

Edessa: Autumn visit to Northern Greece’s City of Water