Nikki

About me

The light falls differently here. It comes down off the whitewash on the walls, hits the water and turns back up from below; around six in the afternoon it makes everything look slower than it really is.

Niki, twenty-eight, one metre sixty-seven. English and Russian. I receive at my own place in Santorini, 200 an hour, or I come to where you are staying, 250.

I am never in a hurry. The island does not allow it, and neither do I. A glass of wine on the balcony before anything else has never felt like wasted time to me.

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