Stella and I went to the beach this weekend. The beach is my ultimate escape, my most favorite place on earth -- the constant rhythmic roaring sound of the surf, the dizzying pattern of the riptides that can be momentarily disorienting, the fresh smell of the surf and the cold breeze on your face, and the relative solitude of just Stella and me walking across the wide expanse of the beach together.
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I came |
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I saw |
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I conquered |
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