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At the junction a pleasant - looking café was set among the trees , and , parched , I suggested that we might pause for a drink . “ Not at that café , " said Mr Papas . “ It has not the right shade . We will go farther on .
At the junction a pleasant - looking café was set among the trees , and , parched , I suggested that we might pause for a drink . “ Not at that café , " said Mr Papas . “ It has not the right shade . We will go farther on .
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eucalyptus trees ( “ Their roots collect the water , ” said Nick ) lining the road gave the scene a touch of the French Midi . But now , beyond the Salaminian plain , rose the harsh brown summits of the Karpas mountains .
eucalyptus trees ( “ Their roots collect the water , ” said Nick ) lining the road gave the scene a touch of the French Midi . But now , beyond the Salaminian plain , rose the harsh brown summits of the Karpas mountains .
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He pointed to a distant hill peppered with olive trees . They looked like tiny puffs of smoke and , when we were nearer , green sheep . “ My farm stands at its foot , " he said . Gnarled , ancient olive trees , silvery in the early ...
He pointed to a distant hill peppered with olive trees . They looked like tiny puffs of smoke and , when we were nearer , green sheep . “ My farm stands at its foot , " he said . Gnarled , ancient olive trees , silvery in the early ...
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