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Apr 08, 2008 10:44

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I move to sleep in the light. The sun is rising over the Mediterranean. I don't wake until late morning.


After breakfast we read on a private section of the beach, sun-soaked but wind-chilled. Bread and brie and sand for lunch.


At night it rains. We walk to the beach. There are campers there. We walk around, do laundry, watch the Discovery Channel.
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