Its the day I've been waiting for all summer. The sun and sand are hot, there is fresh seaweed rotting along the shore giving off its salty, dank odor. It refreshes me as I inhale deeply and reminds me of younger days when the Brewster flatts were a part of my life. I teared up for a minute wishing this was home. That's what it feels like...home.
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