Antonis Kazoulis Jr.№3 Me, The Ex and Their NextThey were walking down Wimpole Street on a cloudy Friday afternoon, holding hands, laughing genuine laughs.Nov 30, 2016Nov 30, 2016
Antonis Kazoulis Jr.№2 — The Man With The Yellow Violin“Thanks, have a nice day,” she said. I didn’t even know her name. We had walked side by side down the stairs without exchanging looks or…Nov 29, 2016Nov 29, 2016
Antonis Kazoulis Jr.№1 — A story about your thoughts, your life, yourselfYou’re somewhere east with amiable acquaintances. They’re talking about other people and vacation plans and rent and music festivals…Nov 29, 2016Nov 29, 2016