Tuesday
Saturday
city by the sea
The air is cold and the land is desolate. In a matter of months the smooth sand will be toasted by the sun and rearranged by the toes of strangers. Local businesses are closed and you can't find a pancake for miles. The empty city by the sea is calm, a place where seagulls and seashells are your closest friends and crashing waves beg for attention.
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