“In 2008, the company in which I was working was acquired by a multinational telecommunications company and my department (the department of computerization) shut down. I was at a dead end. I sold the house in which I was living and in that way I could make ends meet for some time. I was panicked, I was receiving extrajudicial documents for my debts. I did not know what to do. I was living in a house that my cousin had offered to me and I did not have to pay a rent. Then one day she asked me to give it back to her in order to live there and then in the summer of 2011 I was rendered homeless. Opposite my house, there was a two- story house next to a staircase that ended up on the street. In between, there was a gap where my bed lay and some little stuff and I slept there. The director of the Red Cross was living in the nearby area. She asked to learn about me, she called me and then after three days she put me in the social hostel. When the project of shedia was put forward, I was one of the very first persons who found out about it. At that time, I was attending for five months a program of psychotherapy in order to overcome the problems of joblessness and homelessness. The social worker encouraged me to come for work.” Vasilis Dimopoulos, vendor of the streetpaper “Shedia”