Wednesday 21 September 2016 | Published in Opinion
AFTER A short drive through Areora, past plantations of ripe sun filled bananas and deep swampy Atiuan Taro, the path opened up to a picturesque bay, Matai Bay, the bay of my grandfather, his grandfather and those long before him.
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