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A cigarette lights in the dark, and the math begins. Margarita Papagiannis performs Posa Tsigara Echo Kapnisei Apo Tote Pou Efiges at the Lower Space of Theatro tou Neou Kosmou in Neos Kosmos — a seventy-minute monologue that counts the cost of being ghosted in nicotine and silence.

Papagiannis wrote the text from personal experience. The unnamed character — a woman living somewhere between Exarchia and Pagrati, aged anywhere from eighteen to sixty — tracks the absence of a person who disappeared without explanation. By the time the monologue reaches its pivot, she has calculated exactly 1,679 cigarettes smoked since the vanishing. The Greek phrase for this kind of departure predates the internet: they went for cigarettes and never came back. Papagiannis updates the idiom for a generation that gets ghosted through screens.

Thanasis Zeritis directs with a staging approach that uses video work by Eleni Tsimbrikidou and movement choreography by Katerina Foti. The production is not a person standing at a microphone reading text. The body moves through the space; projections frame the absence visually; Georgia Bourda's set design creates the physical world the character inhabits while she talks to someone who is not there.

The Lower Space of Theatro tou Neou Kosmou is one of several stages the theater operates. The Kato Choros puts the audience close to the performer — a configuration that suits a monologue about intimacy withdrawn. You are near enough to read the performer's hands, which matters when the text deals in the micro-gestures of a person trying to reconstruct a relationship from the evidence left behind.

The production premiered in February 2026 and runs through March — this is its debut season, a new work still finding its audience. People who follow Theatro tou Neou Kosmou know the venue takes risks on first works and new voices. Monday and Tuesday evening slots attract theatergoers who plan their weeks around what is playing, not what night is convenient.

If you want plot-driven drama with a clear beginning, middle, and resolution, this monologue operates on different terms — it circles, it repeats, it counts cigarettes instead of scenes. But if you want to sit with a performer for seventy minutes while she disassembles what it means when someone removes themselves from your life without a word, Papagiannis has done the work of turning personal damage into theatrical architecture.

Syngrou-Fix metro is the nearest station, a short walk to Antisthenous 7. Curtain at 21:00 on Mondays and Tuesdays through March 31. Tickets are sixteen euros, fourteen reduced, through more.com. The production is marked for audiences eighteen and over.

The title asks how many cigarettes she has smoked since you left, and the answer is precise — 1,679 — which tells you everything about how this monologue measures time.