The pile grew, as the day went on. Sweaty armpits, the smell of the sea and sand that stuck to the shorts. Sometimes, changing shirts twice in a day, or more, due to the humidity and the heat. No air conditioning here in the house, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. It just means those afternoon naps under the fan are more glorious.
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The pile grew, as the day went on. Sweaty armpits, the smell of the sea and sand that stuck to the shorts. Sometimes, changing shirts twice in a day, or more, due to the humidity and the heat. No air conditioning here in the house, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. It just means those afternoon naps under the fan are more glorious.