Month: October 2025
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Miracles
Christmas is on its way, and we start becoming more sensitive in a melancholic way, becoming inclined to hope and wish to find and experience miracles around us. So, we can still maintain our belief that the world hasn’t lost its human face. The goodness is still shimmering inside us.…
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A Small Adult
When was the first time you really felt like a grown-up (if ever)? If ever? Well, as for me, and as I remember, I started being responsible for myself at a very young age. I mean, according to my age. For example, on the day I started school, I received…
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Sorrow of Love
Life in the streets gradually began to awaken after a peaceful, full-moon night. Michele, on his usual path to the bistro, gathered hope and courage step by step. He was sure he would overcome all his hesitations and fears this time and risk that seemingly small but life-changing step. Arriving…
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Chain of Charity
If you had a million dollars to give away, who would you give it to? Back, a long time ago, I played the lottery regularly, in the hope of winning the jackpot. Guess never did. So, what to do with one million dollars? First, I would give a special gift…
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Creative Woe
A writer’s gloomy inspiration. It is to find their destination through writing to bring light to all mankind. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou
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A Calling
What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail. Speaking the truth, I didn’t have any guarantee of not failing, even though I made the attempt. I took the risk by following my hunch, or, in other words, I discovered my calling. Luckily, I received the confirmation…
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Arduous Route
What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself? Well, well, the most challenging goal I set for myself was publishing a book. When I started writing, it seemed like an unattainable dream, but I have always chosen the more challenging path. I kept focusing on my goal, and…
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Good Old Friends
I wanted to leave behind my sorrows, wipe them out, forever. Shockingly, then I realized that I would feel empty, profoundly alone, deep in my bones. Since I got used to them, like good old friends. ©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou
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An Artistic Potpourri
Who are your favorite artists? Well, here are my favorites: Writer: Franz Kafka. Reading Kafka made me fall in love with literature. Another writer I like is Michel Houellebecq. He’s a French writer, in case you don’t know him. His writing might be a bit, or more than a bit,…

