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Dark shutters fold open onto a sea that holds the afternoon light, scattering it across the water in countless small flickers. A little blue table waits near the sill with a glass of white wine, a single dish catching the light, and a handful of yellow blossoms in a white vase. A striped cloth of deep red and cream slips from the window and gathers softly on the patterned floor below. The air feels warm and faintly salted, the kind of stillness that only a coastline seems to know.

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