Greece Nyotalia

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       Helice bent down to pet yet another stray cat that had been following her. How does this happen you ask? Well, even Helice has no clue. If she did manage to tell you, it would be included with some old legend.

          "One cat, two cat. Three cat, four cat!" Helice sang as she skipped on the sidewalk. "Your grammar is horrifying, might I say." Victoria commented as she rolled her eyes as she watched an oblivious Helice skip right past her. "Grammar doesn't always count, frikto ormonikes filos mou." "Did you just bloody curse at me?!" Victoria shouted. Helice shrugged her shoulders and giggled softly. "Sto eipa." She responded as she walked away.

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