The wind's bringing Beach smells to me, from miles away. Happens every now and again, out here. It's the reason I always have a few windows open. The smells creep in, and everytime they do, I feel 12 again. Or 7. Or 9. Any of the times I was by water, and perfectly content. Nothing bad ever happened to me near the sea, except for the time I stepped
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