The sea, amidst its crystal clear blue water, bears an unfriendly welcome gesture in its saltiness, and its waves.

How ironic that I love the sea, but I hate the water that makes the definition of a sea.

How ironic. But it is beautiful. With its beautiful people. And its beautiful life it gives.

I'll come back soon.


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