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- I suppose you studied something. - Yes.

- Interior design. - Is that a university course?

- No. Further education. - Meaning.

- Technical college. - Have you worked in your field?

No. There aren't any jobs. They use architecture graduates.

And why do you mink we would be able £0 employ you?

I didn't imagine a museum guard needed a degree.

You imagined wrong. There is an official procedure...

Yes, but we're not talking about official procedures now.

- What are we ta/k/ng about' - jobs through the back doon

- 77:Ere is no back dang; Miss. - A little one?

- I don 1' understand. - Who are you kidding?

- Sorry? - The job's already gone, hasn't it?

- What are you sz/ggeshng! - That my 'friend'...

Isn't a big enough fish for you. You have mps and ministers...

Asking for favours. Why bother with a councillor?

- So, who's girlfriend got the job? - You've said quite enough.

Hell, kostas, you sent me barefoot into the thistles!

No... I told you the last time...

Only send me if it's a sure thing. I workin a shop, remember?

Do you think madame lets me out whenever I want?

Just don't send me anywhere if it's not a done deal, ok?

Don't bother; Then.

Now I've got an inquisition to face at home...

Bye... I'll call you. Bye.

- Did he give you a scan, too? - No, there was no need.

Thank goodness it was nothing, after all.

- I was worried over nothing. - Do you tell your boyfriend?

Why should I?

You're right. He's only interesting in 'getting some'.

My daughter in London's the same. It's all she ever thinks about.

Where she ends so many men among the queers I don't know.

The girl must have something.

All that money on an ma, and nothing but sex on her mind.

Each one to their own.

- Hello. - Can I help you?

It's deer leather with stainless steel details.

- Would you like to try it? - Please.

- So? Tell me! - Tell you what?

- What happened? - Nothing!

What do you mean nothing?

- Can I eat my dinner in peace? - Can't you just tell me?

I'm trying to eat.

- So nothing happened? - You're unbelievable!

- Never mind. I'll go out to eat. - Ok. Not another word.

There's nothing to tell, Mum. Nothing happened.

- You said it was a sure thing. - Yes, for someone else.

- So what now? - There she goes again!

Ok, I'll stop. Eat your meal.

- Nice piece of COD that. Fresh. - Very.

I took old mrs katina a dish.

- But she can't get anything down. - Poor thing.

- She won't last the month. - Have her daughters come?

The eldest"s here. Tassoula's coming tomorrow.

She's lucky. Her daughters are settled. She can die in peace.

One way or another; You always get round to it.

- Why, are you at death's door? - No.

- But we'll all go one day... - But you'll make it to tomorrow?

- You never know. - Time for the funeral oration?

Why? We're only human. How can I not worry about my child?

You're fine now. You've got money for clothes and nights out.

But you can't live on €60o a month for even.

If I die, your father's pension goes with me.

You've been dying for even but here you still are.

You'll be the death of me! Then you'll finally be at peace.

- Is that what you think I want? - I don't know what you want.

Why have a kid if you were going to be worried sick all the time?

- I worry, like every mother does. - Let me worry about myself!

I have enough on my plate without worrying about you worrying!

- I can't take any more of hen. - Why, what happened this time?

She just won't leave me alone!

- Just turn a deaf eau. - I can't.

- I have to get my own place. - I can't stand it.

I'm not sure if I do things for me any more, or to stop her worrying.

- It'll drive me nuts. - I don't know...

Back to the goalkeeper again...

What happened with that flat you told me about?

It turned out to be downtown, in little Albania.

- Is it still available? - I don't know.

- Can you find out? - Why. Could you move out now?

- I'm thinking about it? - How could you afford it?

- If you'd got the museum job, ok. - The money was the same.

Yes, but it"s different in the public sector: More secure.

So what do you suggest? Waiting in line for a life?

- I'm not waiting. - Yes you've given up on everything.

Why? Because I don't have pointless dreams, like you?

What dreams? I'm talking about a bedsit...

- Do it, then... - With one room and a kitchen.

All I want is my Mum out of my hair!

- What's so terrible about your Mum? - It's not her it's me.

I want to find myself I want to... go places.

- It's a bit late for that now. - What do you mean?

We should have got our arses in gear and got into university.

So workin your shop and thank God you've got your Mum.

- No. I can't accept that. - Really...

- That was a red card! No way. - The yellow was too much.

- He was going for goal! - My arse he was!

As if he'll score!

- How about sharing a flat? - You're nuts.

- Why? - And spoil our friendship. No way.

- Why? - We couldn't live together..

- Only foreigners share, anyway. - What do you mean?

- Greek students share in London... - Yes, but they're foreigners there.

We're in Greece now, and everyone does what he wants.

With our parents breathing down our necks? I don't think so.

- We don't have a choice. - He's really dragging his feet...

- Must have got laid last night. - This morning, more like it.

- Let's give it a try. - I'm comfortable where I am...

Why leave my parents. I'm not stupid.

- How's it going? - Still 1-0.

The referees are shaking hands with Michel piatini...

That levels the score. 3 for you and 3 for us.

- When did you win the other two? - You're messing with me, right?

- In '92 and '06. - No, it was '05.

Liverpool won in 2005. We won in 2006.

- Barcelona won in '06? - Yes. I was just into uniform.

I'm sick of him...

- What's up? - I'm so fucking bored!

Can't we talk about something else?

- Like what? - I don't know..

What can you talk about apart from football?

- Two beers and three drinks. €30. - No, they're on me.

- Come off it... - It's no big deal...

- I insist... - No, I just want to...

- I'll leave the tip. - Fancy crepes with the others?

A great big thank you to all of you...

Who give us something to laugh about.

To all of you here and all of you who send in your videos.

Let's take at look at some of the best now.

And I thank the 65 people whose work makes this possible...

- Are they still not talking? - They really went for it this time.

I can't believe anyone could argue like that over the tv!

It's a power struggle.

- They're watching the same thing. - It doesn't matter:

How do you put up with them?

- What can I do? - Ever considered leaving?

- What...? - ...Away from home?

No.

- I don't feel like it tonight. - Then why didn't we go for crepes?

- I wanted us to talk. - Why? What's up?

Nothing. I just wanted to talk.

- Just like that? - Never mind.

No, let's talk. Anything for my baby!

- Hey, cut it out! - Why, honey?

Hang on a minute.

Yours for just €1200. A beautiful broach, big and very lovely.

Here it is from the other side.

It's double-sided...

With the virgin on the one...

- What are you doing up? - Thinking.

- At this time of night? - Why?

- With the television on? - I think best with the telly on.

Though I can't think at all if I get interrupted.

- Get undressed at least. - Leave me alone, Mum.

- I'm ofi. - What does your day hold in store?

Same old stuff take the weight off your feet. Are you scared?

- She's watching us, I tell you! - As if she's nothing better to do.

Now they've bought the house on mykonos, she's in 7th heaven.

- They bought it? - Yes. She'll fill you in.

- She was on about it all morning. - Bye.

- Have fun. - Thanks.

Hi gogo... could you find out about that flat?

I just want to take a look. Got a problem with that?

Call your cousin and ask him where it is? He knows the owner?

The concierge?

Yes, I'll wait. But do it now. I might go take a look.

There you are.

- I keep the shutters down. - Yes, it's very sunny.

The boxes are going. Come take a look.

- It has an awning, too. - It's nice. We look after it.

- What's your connection? - I just look after it.

It's managed by a property company.

- Does the company own it? - No. The owner; A surgeon...

Left it to his daughter:

She has a gallery in psirri and isn't interested in the flat.

The company manages it for her and gives her a share of the rent.

They're happy as long as the rent gets paid every month.

They couldn't care less what the tenants get up to.

- How much do they want? - 350€.

On the old contract. So there'd be no deposit, either:

- Unless you want a new contract. - Why would I?

Yes, and they might put the rent up, too.

Pay the rent, and they won't even notice there's a new tenant.

- €350. - It's a bargain. 45m2...

With awnings, a veranda, cup- boards, all in good condition.

There's a fridge, too, and a cooker:

We keep the rent low for greeks in this block.

We're all Greek in here. No foreigners at all.

That's why we didn't advertise it.

- Is that the company's policy? - The company?

- They love renting to foreigners! - Why?

They can pay more because the whole family lives together.

- But the flats get wrecked. - Really?

In a blockjust down the road, some pakistanis...

Turned a 3-room flat into a sweatshop. On the second floor!

They do just what they like.

- Is it quiet? - Very.

- And the boxes? - They belong to fotis, the boy who...

Lived here before. He's working on the islands.

He'll pick them up when he gets back. Great kid. An artist.

- What sort of artist. - Painter; Photographer; The lot.

- You're age, too. - Really?

He left home. His parents weren't keen on him becoming an artist.

His dad has his own company, security doors or something...

And he wanted him in the business.

- So he's gone to the islands... - To paint portraits on the beach.

And save up so he can do his own thing.

He couldn't keep the flat any more. Are they a problem?

- What, the boxes? - It's his stufi books, records...

The boxes aren't a problem, but the money is.

The bills will be at least €80 a month, won't they?

You pay virtually nothing in the summer:

But what about the winter?

- I do like it, though. - Think it oven

I have to take a pie out of the oven. Back in a minute...

Another minute and it would have burnt.

- Let it cool before you eat it. - Thanks...

- So? - I'll have to think about it.

Hi, Haris... You're at the video club...

No, I haven't seen it. What is it... a horror film?

Get whatever you want. I might not come round...

What? You're parents are out. Where are they?

At a wedding, midweek?

Ok. I'm on my way.

Can you smoke a bit less?

- Does it bother you? - It's thick with smoke in here!

- But we opened the windows. - But the place stinks afterwards.

Ok.

- This is shit. - Let's see what happens.

- It"s obvious who the killer is! - Shush. Quiet!

- Who's that? - They're back.

It must have finished early.

I'm out of here, Haris. Those two freak me out.

- Hang on till the end. - Why? If you want to see...

Something really scary, just take a look around you.

- Hello. Who is it? - Hello, mr epaminondas.

I was wondering if I could have another look at the flat?

- You're completely mad. - Great, isn't it?

Just don't go buying too much furniture. You won't know...

What to do with it when you move back home!

I don't need any furniture. I like it empty like this.

- Where are you going to sit? - On the floor:

- Like I said, you're nuts! - We've been camping, haven't we?

- That's not the same! - Anyway, it's summer now...

Are you going to sleep on the floor in winter; Or hibernate?

- We'll cross that bridge then. - Just think this through.

There's 350 for the rent, 400 with bills. That leaves you €280.

- That won't even buy your cigs. - I'll quit smoking.

- You? Quit smoking? - Great opportunity.

If you stop smoking, I'll move out, too.

- The last one. - Yeah, right.

- How do the foreigners manage? - What foreigners?

The immigrants. Do you know how little they earn? A pittance.

They're used to living off nothing...

They seem to get byjust fine. They're out every night...

Yeah, sitting on benches like pigeons in the square.

Why, are our lot any better in front of the telly all night?

Turn right here.

Morning, Mum... just fine.

You see? I got up all by myself and I made breakfast.

A proper one with milk, not coffee and cigarettes.

I told you... I'm quitting.

Everything will work out, you'll see. Just don't worry.

I'll call you...

I'm changing my mobile into a land line. It costs the same...

No, don't call me.

I don't need a thing.

No, I won't give you the address. You'd be round here all the time.

I know what you're like...

I just need to be alone for a while.

- The new girl? - Yes.

- Welcome to the block? - Thanks.

There's some nice COD in the market today.

You've chosen the finest evening bag in the shop.

- Are you sure? It's so expensive. - But worth every penny!

I need it for a reception at the Hilton.

With that bag, you can be confident wherever you go.

- Good? - Fresh.

- I got it in the market? - Really.

I've changed my morning off so I can go...

- Does your cousin know fotis? - Who's fotis?

The guy who lived here before. Who left all the boxes.

- No. Why should he? - I was just wondering.

- So, cheers then! - Cheers.

- You're just not into it are you? - Into what?

The house. Being here.

Eating and drinking with no one breathing down our neck.

- It's nice. - See. I'm cooking, too.

- Don't you mind eating alone? - Who, me?

Who used to wonder if I'd ever get to eat a meal in peace!

Isn't your Mum sad all alone?

She was sad when I was there, too. At least she has an excuse now.

- Ready to go? - I'd rather sit here and talk.

- We said we'd go. - So what?

- What about you and Haris? - I told him I wanted some space.

- So what shall we talk about? - Let"s just talk, like we used to.

- It's been ages. - We've said it all, that's why.

- Let's go out. I'm bored... - Ok.

- Nice, eh.. - At least you're not smoking mine.

What were you doing in the bathroom?

- What do you mean? - Don't you want to tell me?

Give me a break, Christina.

- Have you started puking again? - I was having a shit. Happy now?

- Sorry. - Fucking hell.

- Hey, I'm sorry. - It's ok. Leave it.

- How could he come seventh? - Where should he have come?

- Well, I liked the Norwegian. - Me, too.

- The Ukrainian girl was a star! - Oh, yes.

The Ukraine rocks!

- What do you think, Christina? - Like I said, I don't have a tv.

- Didn't you go watch it somewhere? - What, you don't believe me?

- Why not? - I didn't fancy it.

- You didn't fancy the eurovision! - Why? Is it compulsory?

You made such a fuss about it last yeah..

- That was last yeah. - She liked the Russian last yeah.

You're so irrelevant.

- But, I don't want... - Sorry! I forgot.

- Force of habit! - Leave it. It's not a problem.

- Ok, but it's on the house. - It's not the money, Stella...

- I only like a drink with a cig. - But you did quit to save money.

Are you saying I'm not drinking because I want to save money?

- I didn't say that. - I'm too tight to fork out €8.

- I'll get it. - Cool it, mr the-drinks-are-on-me.

Yes, okay. Like we said we would...

- Christina. - What's up?

- Want to go, the two of us? - I said 'no' already...

- Why, Christina? - We've been through it, Haris...

I'll call you in a minute.

We're through, Haris. Can't you see that?

- Let's go. - Back here again, eh?

- You wouldn't go to your place. - Too right I wouldn't!

Why not? You live alone, don't you. Perfect.

Perfect for what, kostas, a little fuck nest?

We could go round your place. You're wife would love it.

I didn't mean it like that. It's somewhere you can be yourself.

- Oh, “be my myself". I see. - I could help you out, you know.

- What do you mean? - With some of your expenses.

Hell, I'll be a kept woman before I know it!

You couldn't even get me a cleaning job all these years!

All these years? When did we win the local election?

And who says you'll win the next ones?

Unless you want our votes as well as our pussies?

- You won't vote for us? - You can't have both. Choose.

The first one. Let's go.

- You lose: I'm not coming. - What?

- You heard. I'm not coming. - Why?

Because. You're a turn-qfe.

- Out at this time of night? - The cat has to do its business.

- It's a cat, not a dog. - I can't stand the smell indoors.

- Why did you get it, then? - It's not mine. Fotis left it.

- Fotis? - He'll pick it up with his stuff.

- Want to look after it? - Can I? I always wanted a cat.

Well, here's your chance.

- When is fotis coming exactly? - I have no idea.

Late summer; Maybe earlier:

What's in here? Let's have a look...

Let's take a look.

- Can I help you? - No, thanks. I was just looking.

Actually, can I see this?

I'm afraid you can't any more.

- Why not? - It's been sold.

[He who retreats is lost]

[Don't give up when things get hard; It's a test of will.]

So you want a raise because we bought a house on mykonos?

It's my fault for sharing with you. Some friend you are!

And I'm asking as a friend. Don't I have a right to my own place?

€680 isn't enough to live off tinned sardines in a basement.

What can I do, sweetie? That's the basic wage.

- You cost me €1000 with insurance. - Yes, but how much do I bring in?

- You don't bring money, my bags do. - But who sells the bags?

Anyone could do that. I could fill your place a thousand times.

- So that's how it is? - Supply and demand, honey.

So I earn you 15,000 a month, but you won't give me a €200 raise.

- How about sharing the losses, too? - What losses?

If there are any. And if it's your fault, you pay the lot.

- For example? - You leave the shop unattended...

And someone snatches some bags. I wouldn't pay for them...

You would, from your wages.

- Why would I leave the shop? - Oh, to get a chain maybe...

Lucky for you no one came in.

I don't believe it! You do watch us.

It's not you I'm watching, it's my property.

Gogo ... fine. What are you up to?

On paros? When did you leave?

On holiday with Haris?

You're together? Since when?

You called to tell me... Why? For permission?

Gogo... I don't know what to say.

I don't have a problem. If you don't... though going out...

With Haris because there's nothing else going is a bit crap...

No, I don't understand... ...What can I say?

Enjoy yourselves... Bye.

Fu ckers.

Can you pay me early this month?

An advance. Ok.

Why do you ask? We said it was strictly business from now on.

[For the bosses, we're all foreigners]

We were thinking of going to crete to see the in-laws.

Take your holidays whenever you want. I'm not going anywhere.

- What are you going to do? - Work.

- Where? - Dunno. But I need a night job.

- No holidays this year? - No.

Hello. I'm calling about the ad.

Yes, I'm Greek. Why? Is it foreigners only?

How much?

€3 an hour on the night shift! Are you shitting me?

Hello, I'm ringing about the ad.

I'm 'a good-looking girl', tall (In heels, anyway)...

Does it matter that I'm Greek?

What?... it's even better?

No, love. You don't have to go to bed with anyone.

You keep them company and get them to drink as much as possible.

You're cut depends on the drinks they order:

- What do you mean 'company'? - Nothing. Just chat to them.

You listen and they buy you drinks.

Your drinks don't have to have any alcohol in them.

Just so you know, the girls' drinks cost double.

- And they're happy with that? - They're not demanding.

They're happy to have a pretty girl at their table.

If she's Greek, she can clean them out.

- What is it about Greek girls? - They're a rare breed.

See all those girls over there. Foreign, every one of them.

You could earn a lot.

- €100 a night easy. - €100?

At least. I have a bar on Kos, too.

Any idea how much a student like you earns out there?

They're all loaded. They earn a fortune in the summer:

And if they see something they like in winter; It"s champagne!

- Don't they have wives? - Sure. At home.

They send them off shopping to get them off their back.

- And retail? - On Kos?

Even better than Rhodes.

- It"s got the lot. - In the winter; Too?

The money's on the islands now. Athens has had it.

Good evening, boys.

Everything clean Stella?

So I get €100 a night to talk to guys that can't get laid...

- You could put it that way... - It's not enough!

It's ok if you get good tips.

If not, you can't get by on €30 a night.

I want it as a second job. I'm keeping the day job.

- How will you get by on no sleep? - I'll manage.

I'll do part-time when you get back.

Just take the side with my ex on it, please.

- Why? Are you two not talking? - No, I just don't want to see them.

Ok. Unless they switch tables.

- Want some to take with you? - Ok. I'll pick it up after work.

- Why don't you stay here tonight? - We've been through that, Mum.

When you're working nearby, in the ban.

You'll exhaust yourself rushing back and forth.

- I can't. - Why not?

- I have my cat? - Bloody animals.

What do people see in them? It's ready.

- Shall we go? - Christina!

- Shall we go to the “internet”? - We're off somewhere else.

Four beers, a zambuca and a Martini...

- You had two, gogo, right? - Yes.

That's €54.

- I left a cd at the bar for sotos. - Ok.

- Where are gogo and Haris going? - You know where they're going!

Ticket, please.

Ticket, please. Did you hear? Do you speak Greek?

- I'll take a shower first. - Hey...

We don't have to do anything. I just wanted to help out.

- Don't play the Saint on me now! - What did you tell your wife?

The truth. That I was going to get someone out of the police cells.

- Fuckers! - Well, you went for them!

- So this is the flat. - Why? Don't you like it?

It's just fine.

- My shower? - There's no need.

Why pretend evel'ything's fine when you can't make ends meet?

I don't need anyone's help. I can make money if I want to...

I don't want to be a slave to money. I want to get away..

- I don't understand you. - Never mind.

- I don't want any more. - But I do.

Can I come in?

Bright. And big.

[Don't give up when things get hard; It's a test of will.]

- Where did you get the address? - I called gogo.

- Where's the cat? - It's asleep.

- Are you living with someone? - Why do you ask?

- I thought something had happened. - I'd have called.

- Your boss called. - She's not my boss any more.

She told me you didn't show up on Saturday.

I won't be going Monday, either: Let"s see her replace me.

- Did something happen? - No.

- What are you going to do now? - I don't know.

- Waitressing? - I don't think so. Why do you ask?

- Why do I ask? - Yes.

Out of concern... Seeing as you're my child.

- Do you think about anything else? - God only gave me the one.

So, you're not anything else apart from a mother?

- I'm a mother above all else. - Above what else?

- What do you mean? - What else could you do in life?

- If I was on my own? - The old excuse right away.

- What excuse? - The child. The perfect alibi.

Raising a child on your own isn't an excuse.

Would I be like this if your dad was still alive?

Keep dad out of this. It's not that. It's something else.

All the mothers I know are just like you.

Gogo's Mum and Haris's, too. You're all oppressive.

- Oppressive? - Yes, oppressive.

You had nothing, and we had to have everything you didn't.

What's bad about not wanting my child to go through whatl did.

It's not what you went through, it's what you didn't go through.

So everything you didn't manage, we have to...

But did you ever ask any of us if we want the same things?

Did you? Of course, not. Which is how you got us to shut up.

You kept on sticking it down our throats so we can't say a word.

- We thrust it down your throats? - Yes. Spoonful by spoonful...

Since we were kids. So we'd shut it later.

Here's your bowl.

- That's my thank you? - Thanks for shutting my mouth.

- How can you say that? - I've never stopped saying it...

Just not out loud. Like at school...

Why do you think I messed up so badly? Why?

It was resistance... to you for never letting up about studying.

“No, I won't study like that”, I said, “even if I end up in a shop...

- Great. So it's all our fault. - Not any more. We're adults now.

- Have kids and you'll understand. - Be that sort of parent? No.

But if I hadn't moved out, that's what I would have become.

Bravo! I'm glad you've grown up now...

So you can throw everything I've given you back in my face...

So you spit out the milk I fed you.

It's the truth. It's not my fault if you can't take it.

The truth can't be so cruel.

That's only half the truth.

- And what's the other half? - My truth.

Yes, I know I failed as a parent.

- But that was the only way I knew. - It's ok, Mum.

- What are you going to do now? - I don't know, Mum. I'll see.

You know I'm there for you if you need me.

I know you are, Mum.

And if you want to come home you can, with the cat.

It's not mine.

- Is it the boyfriend's? - Mum!

Ok, ok. I'm leaving.

- Hi. - Hi.

- I'm fotis. - Christina. Come in.

- Thanks for looking after my boxes. - No problem.

They told me to come and get them. They're renting it again.

They might show the flat today.

- You knew, right? - No, but I didn't pay the rent.

- Broke? - Not exactly.

- So you had money but didn't pay? - Ok, I couldn't make ends meet.

- How did you come to move in? - I wanted to live by myself.

- With no money? - Yes.

- Yes? - I couldn't take my Mum any more.

- I had the same problem. - I know. With your dad.

Mr epaminondas told me. He died, you know.

Yes, they told me when they called.

- Where did they find you? - On the phone.

- Didn't you go to the islands? - I didn't go in the end.

- How do you know I wanted to? - So what did you do?

- I went to work for my dad. - So you gave up?

He needed me. He was drowning in work.

- So you're back at your parents? - For the time being.

I'll rent a place of my own when I get the money together or buy one.

- And work with your dad? - Yes, why?

- And abandon all the other stuff? - What other stuff?

Everything you wanted to do when you left home.

You see? “He who retreats is lost”.

- What's that? - I saw it somewhere. It's yours.

- You read my... - Yes.

Why didn't you pick your stuff up since you were here?

- I didn't have time. - What? All summer long?

Ok, I didn't need them right away.

- And the cat? - What cat?

- Your cat? - I don't have a cat.

- You didn't leave a cat here? - No. Where is it?

It's gone. Strange.

My stuff.. You looked through it?

- I wouldn't be here, if I hadn't. - Where would you be?

I'd have gone back home when things got hard.

- They gave me strength to stay. - How?

It wasn't so much the things as knowing there was someone else...

Putting up a fight. Everyone now has just accepted their fate.

- You mean my notes? - Yes, your notes...

But the other stufi too. The books, the music...

I wasn't alone any more.

Hello? They're here to show the flat.

- Already? - I need help taking the bed apart.

- What now? - I'll take it back to the shop.

- Not the bed, you? - Me?

- I was thinking of Kos? - Going to the islands?

- Yes. Want to come? - Where?

- You were heading for the islands... - Yes, but the summer's oven.

- So? - There's no work.

Actually, someone told me it's busy in the winter; Too.

You never know.

- Hello. - Hello.

I'm from the property company. Can we come in?

- Of course. - Come in.

- Hello. - Hello.

Here it is. 45m2. 70m2 with the veranda.

Large top-floor flat.

€450 a month for the first two years with an option to renew.