Stepping onto this coastal town, the sea breeze carried a salty and astringent smell. Walking along the coastline, the waves crashed against the rocks, splashing layers of white foam. The distant lighthouse loomed in the fog, as if telling an ancient story.
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Friendship is like a fine wine of the years. The longer it is stored, the more mellow its flavor becomes, warming people's hearts.
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