I needed to get back to my city. The mood among all of my friends and family in Washington, with no exception, was one of fear, depression, and even panic. There was still this reoccurring shock at what appeared to be an impending free-fall of democracy, common sense and simple decency. I returned to Athens feeling worried, utterly helpless, and still unbelieving. Because, where was my country? 

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