I live near Utrecht and frequent the city. There’s a supermarket next to Neude, a popular place packed with restaurants. He’s there often and I’ve taken a liking to the homeless of my city. A few of them I know by name. Men like Vangelis, a Greek cook who has been here for roughly 3 and a half years.
Vangelis and I like each other, I even introduced him to my wife. I’m not sure if it’s helpful at all but today I went into the store, intending to by myself some soda with an empty wallet, but instead came out with a beer for Vangelis. He was pleased and I ended up with cigarettes for myself. A fair trade I’d say.
Whether Vangelis will ever readjust to normal life and have a place to himself nobody knows but he is more human than anyone I’ve ever met. He’s an expert in mythology I found out recently and has been kind enough to pose for pictures for my Instagram. He has a characteristic face, oozing personality. Great material, great guy. A true Lazarus.