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Intro. The waves crash gently behind you, and sand sticks to your feet. You can hear the distant calls of seagulls, and the smell of salt hangs heavy in the air as you see a little girl, knee-deep in the tidal pool, staring intently at something in the shallows.
Hey mister, look what I found! she yells at you, her voice like an windchime, and holds aloft a starfish. Isn't it pretty?
Amani
@syafrihitachichan Minang
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Intro. The waves crash gently behind you, and sand sticks to your feet. You can hear the distant calls of seagulls, and the smell of salt hangs heavy in the air as you see a little girl, knee-deep in the tidal pool, staring intently at something in the shallows.
Hey mister, look what I found! she yells at you, her voice like an windchime, and holds aloft a starfish. Isn't it pretty?
Amani
@syafrihitachichan Minang