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Hamid is waiting for me at a bus stop right next to Alexandras Avenue in Athens, Greece. But at least his clients can spot him easily in this outfit. Hamid was born in Tehran. Pedion tou Areos Park—one of the largest public parks in Athens—is only supposed to be open to the public until 11, but we manage to sneak in after midnight. We walk down a small road and, after a while, reach a building covered in graffiti. I ask him why he was in jail in the first place. That was when I started learning Greek. The worst thing back then was the fact that only one toilet was functional. But on the other hand, I finally succeeded in getting clean from dope. Eventually I got out, penniless, and a friend suggested I come stay here for a bit. I look at the wrecked squat and wonder what exactly the point was of renovating the Pedion tou Areos Park. All I can see is a building in really bad shape, surrounded by scrap-metal parts and covered in anti-fascist graffiti. They usually appear out of the blue, accompanied by their dogs, and beat anyone they find. We can come back some other day. We walk by bumper cars and a carousel, which look eerie in the quiet park—like the set of an unreleased Baz Luhrmann horror film. Some are regulars and stick around, but others just pass through quickly—grabbing what they came for and leaving straightaway. Algerians and Africans are the usual suspects, Hamid says, but the the Russians who sell weed in the north are considered equally tough. For whatever reason, Hamid looks unwilling to continue talking about this. They light fires and sit around, talking endlessly about all kinds of stuff. A few yards away, some addicts who claim to be detoxing are trying to exchange syringes and pills for heroin or sisa. We sit down so Hamid can get high. He drops a small crystal inside a glass pipe and heats it with a blowtorch. He exhales the thick smoke almost immediately and starts talking about Shakira. Nobody can tell how old she is—she could be anywhere between 45 and Hamid believes that, thanks to her drug abuse, she never sleeps, just like most people there. After a little while, Shakira turns up. I took something that got me high, then leaned on a bench, and some asshole came and pushed me. Guess what, buddy? Another familiar face in the park is year-old Christina, who lives in one of the shipping containers left in the park after its refurbishment. Christina is a prostitute and HIV-positive. Some people laughed, some swore at her, and others told her to go home. Ali started using heroin and sisa when he lost his home. The only thing left for me now is to die. Every day, to drug users buy their supply in Pedion tou Areos, with some using it to feed their wallet as well as their habit. I really want to see my family again. He says goodbye and disappears into the bushes. A few cars are now running down Alexandras Avenue, heading towards Patision Street. By Claudio Menna. By Derek Gardner. By David Allegretti. By Chloe Laws. Share: X Facebook Share Copied to clipboard. Videos by VICE.

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