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« It’s late afternoon on the rugged rocks of a Corsican beach, the island of beauty. Our last swim in the sea was barely an hour ago, and I can still taste the salt on my skin. The waves are subsiding, and the sea shimmers under the setting sun. On the way home, I catch the scent of fig trees and the fresh, clear sea air. In moments like these, summer feels especially real. »
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