1.any your are theatres town? in there
are there any theatres in your town?
2.here. isn't nice there restaurant a near
there isn't a nice restaurant near here.
3.hotel there is house. near my a nice
there is a nice hotel near my house.
4.a in barcelona? there is beach
there is a beach in barcelona?
5.the in a lot of cinema. are there people
there are a lot of people in the cinema.
6.aren't here. any banks there near
there aren't any banks near here.
7.museums are this near hotel? there any
there are any museums near this hotel?
8.next there this café. is to a chemist
there is a chemist next to this café.
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