Shot taken from a local fisherman’s island tour. My relatives from Netherlands came and strolled the river with us, enjoying a humble seafood feast, and then walking through salt warehouses. There were many birds fluttering about, trying to dive in for their breakfast, and this one was caught on our digital camera.
Once upon a time, a girl was born on the New Year's eve, when the sky was lit up with fireworks, and a hospital room rang with a baby's cry. Once upon a time, a girl picked up a pen and fell in love with the way it glides on paper, how words formed, how notes were strung. Once upon a time, there was me. And then, there was you.
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