A harmonious symphony of the crisp white foam with the infinite blue. This collection of photos is for the thalassophile, the brain that craves the creative wisdom of the sea.
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We're calling that romantic night of the beachside cafe, and the sand that follows you in your pocket, even when you're home. Your hands are in your pockets and you smile.
That dissipated morning rain. You can't seem to get your mind off work in the town, but here the waves wake you up at 5. The world never looked so peaceful.
The earthy ease of the sand and the stone near your favorite spot to read loses you in her aroma. The air smells like salt and the leaves sing an ode to the ocean.
Why go back?
