August 23, Empire.
The beautiful little beach in Empire was windy, the sand lashing at your skin. It was crowded, people in the cold water.
The kids ran forever, into the surf, got wet, climbed high into a playground anchored in sand.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Empire.
August 23, Empire.
The beautiful little beach in Empire was windy, the sand lashing at your skin. It was crowded, people in the cold water.
The kids ran forever, into the surf, got wet, climbed high into a playground anchored in sand.
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