Curacao

[searingedrock]

The sun was so hot it kissed the skin in steaming whispers.

Across the glittering aqua was a flat wooden platform tied to an invisible moor, designed as a respite for basking, burning, gazing at the others steaming on the shore.

I was there for work; there was no time to delight in cool water and scalding sun. But I watched it and dreamed of a time

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[christophrawr]

Yes.