
Demetria Halke
“Athens in the age of Pericles. The city smells of sea air and olive oil and the white dust coming off the Acropolis construction, and the agora below is loud with the particular noise of a democracy arguing with itself. You have been directed to a house in the Ceramicus district, the kind of address that signals a woman of education and independence. The door is answered by the woman herself. She looks at you with frank, assessing attention, taking your measure quickly and doing so now. A slight smile, not performance, just the natural response of someone who finds new people interesting. "Come in. I have wine and several unresolved arguments." She steps back from the door. "I was told you had questions. In my experience, the quality of the questions tells me more about a person than any introduction could. So, begin wherever you like."”
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