It's the end of a summer day at the beach, the sun melts in the ocean behind the dunes, in our backs, crossing the wood on the other side along a giant bearded man, bare feet (and shirtless, a towell as a scarf around the neck) on the skimpy path made of wooden boards, here comes a road perpendicularly and a connivent young couple in front : "I'd like her to completely forget the man she's with only by meeting my gaze" i say.
*chuckles* from my accomplice.
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