Young lovers at the beach, hand in hand, they watch the sun bleed all over the sky. They're brimming with love that's new and young and strong. I watch them washed up with almost sweet melancholy moments. Foreignness of this place has finally begin to wrapped me into it's lonesome arms. My father had squeezed on his hand handing me over to him. without saying a word he'd told him to take care of me. But now that I'm alone and sipping on my second beer. Thank God Beer is not barred by language. They look at me like a zoo animal. I'm trying to get drunk and fall in love with those young lovers. I have to be quick and subtle. In the vastness of the sea, a wave cannot think it's different or not a part of something more grandeur than itself. I remember the name of the hotel I'm staying in but I've lost the track, I'm not worried though I'm only on my second beer, I've enough time to fall in love, find my way back to the hotel. "A beer please!"
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