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Eliza A. The BeachIs it the rhythm of the waves as they softly roll into the shore? Is it the sun shining its sparkling light upon the sea? Is it the rush of salt air that whips your hair in all directions as the boat crashes up and down against the waves? Is it the coconut scent of sunscreen as you apply it, hoping for that perfect golden tan? It is all of these things. It is the feeling of pure bliss that comes from the sun, sand and surf. It is every worry melting away as the sun beats against your skin un-relentlessly. It is a special place, my favorite place to wallow away the hottest days of summer. |
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