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Between sea and sky, a drop of land, as nisoakrotiri, emerald asprontymeno, full of reflections on the old glamor and lampadidromia. Rio, Assini, Epia, Koroni.

Four names that shine on that arm for four thousand years. A tiny piece of earth that has to tell us. Edges and fall, celebration and lamentation.

The nature and time built a panoria painting, as if they wanted to honor centuries of history, and everything that the painting, gets the body soul, mind and face.

As n 'now rests the old lady wedged up in the Castle of slopes, reverie aquamarine and silver charms.

Contemplating myriad passages lost amid the waves. Now with the golden sands of offers in thousands of tourists, pilgrims the most carefree vacation.