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I’ve been in Astoria for a little over a year now and it’s been a fabulous, sometimes surreal experience. It’s as if you’re in a twilight zone of a complicated world— you’re definitely in New York… It’s all there— the trains, the accented people buying a bottle of wuatah from the corner bodega… the yellow cabs, the smoke rising from the streets.But you hear Greek everywhere…