With these games, which Stelios Psarras collected with such tenderness, the children of Koutali played a lot, playing with the soil and splashing in the sea.

They laughed a lot while playing, to ward off the sadness that came like salty dust from the East with our boats in 1922, from the Old Koutali. Old and New Koutali. Indivisible.

The wave from the...