Pilgrimage to the Horizon of Zeus
Tuesday, January 27, 2004
While I was traveling like Averoes Cursed and condemned by Eros...
Chairil Anwar, 1943
IT was beginning to drizzle in Athens late Decem ber last year, and the temperature dropped to 13 degrees Celsius. The Herodes Atticus was quiet. The slippery marble yard, a line of time-worn brownish-white granite slabs, looked lustrous. We felt as if we were overwhelmed by an ancient atmosphere. Mugiyono, a dancer from Solo, took out a p
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