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as i open the window to the sea beautiful, giant rock inviting me shape like an egg upright and shiny they call it sugar lobe of the bay
sails fills the bay like rainbow gliders fly high to the wind blow girls play volleyball with their feet barely clothe; they just string it
weather soft enough to give you tan water, deep, so clear and luke warm music, meringue, samba, sound of calypso it's another place you have to go
Manonton Dalan
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Monday, December 01, 2008 |
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