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THE ACKNOWLEGED MASTERS OF EPISTOLARY GENRE: Dikina from Cannes

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  Dear Maria,

Save me, I’m sending you a letter from Cannes, which changed my life forever and we had been told that this would be a week of wonderful rest and enjoyment but it’s a lie. We arrived a month ago and now I can say that this is the place of rich, hypocritical people and “gorgeous” entertainments which spoils people every day. I am staying with my mother at a hotel, in which staff are interested in rich people who are so greedy and selfish that don’t see anything except themselves, and in the hotel-restaurant we didn’t even eat because there wasn’t enough food.

Of course there is sea, a dirty sea and terrible weather, slush, the overcast sky and constant rain. One day we visited the mall where many Hollywood actors had left prints of their feet and hands, but it was shocking, as we couldn’t see the names of actors as the local youth had spoiled these prints with gas cartridges.

And 20 days ago something terrible happened when we visited the place near Cannes – Saint Pole De Vence. It is a paradise of art that can’t be photographed and therefore even on the Internet you will not find photos. Our guide drummed something under his nose so that we understood nothing. Of course we bought souvenirs for memory, but the seller didn’t give us change and while we were calculating an unknown thief stole my mother’s bag and ran out. But these are all small things compared to what happened, because I was lost and didn’t find my mother. I bought paints and brushes with my pocket money and became a street artist, every day I go fishing to the filthy beach; sleep in the attic in the house of a kind woman who knows my story and decided to help me even gave me a camera.

Please, help me, call my mom and tell her I’m safe and live in Saint Pole de Vence.

Your best friend,
Anhelina