suba





It was a lonely beach. Perhaps no one was in the mood to go out. It was windy and the sky was overcast. We did not see anyone on the beach except for women collecting shells for their dinner. There was a solitary banca and two stumps of driftwood along the way. Behind us was the sand dunes with only a few grass was growing. Yonder were the huts, perhaps of the fishermen that are now staying away from the sea because of the strong waves. It was lonely, it was melancholy. Only our footsteps and the waves.

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