You know what I’m talking about. Up on a corner of Ag. Andreou street in the city centre, there’s a dive bar that makes you want to see all the graffiti and stickers on its walls one by one. At least that was my first thought when I first noticed it five years ago. Walking in about 30 minutes after it opened, the bar area was already occupied by groups of people chatting, probably after work, with Greek hip-hop playing in the background.
