Translating Observation – Observation XV
A light breeze washes over the few people leisurely sitting on the pier, waves crashing on the old wooden poles, the slight sound of hungry seagulls hovering in the distance. The warm and welcome April sun beams down onto the small collection of beach dwellers, hoping to soak up as much sunlight before winter rears … Continue reading Translating Observation – Observation XV
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