That's my plan.
To get both sides mingling and friends, and hey, mebbe.....LURVERS! Yu could organise a massive piss up party at the Ledra Palaca, Turk Cyps and Bubble Cyps invited. Free of course, governments pay for booze, recreational drugs, the DJ, sound, lighting, snacks and bouncers.
Bouncers have to be Russian. Neutrality being a big reason, the fact they are f*kin' huge a secondary factor.
By the end, you would have scenes of happy united cypriots staggering out in eachothers's arms, forgetting past troubles, and willfully stuffing themselves into cabs bound for the after party.
What better solution could there be?
Just so long as the greeks left their obsessional mobiles at home, and the turks didn't insist on bringing bales of hay and farm animals along, it would not fail to be a triumph.
The press would love it, polticians would literally be ejaculating in the midst of their mistresses, and all the petty snipers and whingers would be at home listening to folk and fleetwood mac, mumbling into their coffees in distain. Let 'em rot in bitterness.
It's time to party, mofo. Yeah.
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