The grind-stoned evening

An ordinary, late requested escape is always good, meaning starting a flamboyant evening at Monastiraki, while getting your mind -and body- out of the everyday office. Thursday evening and i was feeling anesthesia injected, ready to relive my day from the beginning. Like i was on the way to my valedictory party in a water closet.

Roaming around for hours, ended up -totally in an unprovoked attack- at BabaAurum first, Floral afterwards for Salonumuz Klimadir Live. The band did a laborious, exceptional and quite different performance, while my friends and i were playing with profane confidence complements.

My lips, my glass, my wine an my traces:

And the hospitable 'Floral Books+Coffee' place at Exarhia square: