I imagine waking up to the sounds of the sea. Taking a stroll down to the beach for a morning swim, then on the way back up the path picking ripe figs straight off of the trees, feeling the warmth from the sun, in your hands as you raise it to your lips... Don't get me started on the tomatoes!
It's an old Lebanese-style home that's been there for as long as I can remember. Unfortunately, I do not know who it belongs to or if it is inhabited at all...
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I imagine waking up to the sounds of the sea. Taking a stroll down to the beach for a morning swim, then on the way back up the path picking ripe figs straight off of the trees, feeling the warmth from the sun, in your hands as you raise it to your lips...
Don't get me started on the tomatoes!
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