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About Athens

So I hit this dive bar, stinks like vodka and regret. This chick, Natasha—fake name, obvi—comes up, all hips and smirks. “You want fun, da?” I’m like, hell yea, but I ain’t payin upfront, no way! She rolls her eyes, but I’m Eric fuckin Cartman—I don’t budge! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell in my head. She’s hot, tho—makes me happy, like, damn, Russia’s got game! Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be grumpy babushkas or some shit.

Sacred Prostitution in the Ancient Greek World: From Aphrodite to Baubo to Cassandra and Beyond

I’m a priestess, not a prostitute! Taking ardor-partners is blessed in the Lady’s eyes, but love must be given freely, without coercion. Fortunately, there are still good people in the world who .

Outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s my boss, yelling about some permits. Apparently, some guys are trying to mine without the right paperwork. I’m like, “Dude, this is Dionysos, not the Wild West!” I rush over to the site, and what do I find? A bunch of guys with pickaxes, looking like they’re auditioning for a bad reality show. I’m fuming. “You can’t just dig here!” I shout. They look at me like I’m speaking Martian.

Sharon Stone and Adrien Brody in Athens for the COS Fashion Show