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When the buses met on the corner of the sea front. None of the cars would
give way they just blew their horns, so there was gridlock. 'I'll sort in out.'
Said Dick and as he got up from his meal the others hid under the table.
Luckily a police man came along and blew his whistle, but nobody took any
notice. Eventually the traffic freed itself the the cacophony of horns died
down
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Across the bay at Aghia Anna you can see the
white chapel. Beyond it is the besy beach.
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