She could no longer formally receive guests at her home, as she used to. She kept only the most necessary of her old social connections. At first, all her acquaintances invited her to the usual gatherings. If she had accepted to go, she would have had to reciprocate. So, she withdrew from social life... Sometimes, on Sunday afternoons, close friends would go up to Piskopio to visit her without notifying her. They did it so as not to oblige her to make preparations.

M. Karagatsis, " The Great Chimera", Pages 256-257.

Τhe port of Hermoupolis, once a higly competitive commercial center

Arriving in the city, she would pass through the neighborhood with the noisy factories and filthy streets at a brisk pace. Now that she was walking, the shameless gazes of the workers bothered her. Only when she reached the central districts, did she somewhat relax."

"At noon she would take a walk around the square, knowing that she would meet some acquaintances - Mrs Papadaki, or Mrs Psaltis. She would sit, have another ouzo, chat, laugh. Around 1 o'clock, when the offices closed, the husbands would come to pick up their wives. She would talk with them too, for a few minutes. Then she would get up to leave.

- Will you be walking up? the very polite Mr Psaltis asked, worried.

- The years go by, she replied laughing. I have to walk to keep my good figure.

No one believed the excuse. Everyone protested that the road was long and uphill, that she would get tired, would get sick. In the end, they managed to persuade her to go by car.

M. Karagatsis, " The Great Chimera", Pages 255-256.

Photo of the abandoned textile premises of the Ladopoulos factory, overlooking the port of Hemroupolis.