Wednesday, August 30. A secluded cove drew me in, offering a haven of calm within nature's embrace. The distant sound of seagulls and mild rustling of leaves were the only signs of life. Amongst this tranquility, I encountered a friendly shell collector, her pockets full of maritime treasures. Sitting on a weathered log, I reveled in the soothing symphony of nature, feeling at peace with the world.
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