This morning it’s already scorching and hundreds of bronzed bodies frolic in the surf. The sea is calm and clear as bathwater, not mosso, with rough waves, like I prefer. Then, I can at least pretend I’m looking at an ocean instead of the sea. I admit, on days like this, I miss the quiet radiance of the Oregon coast. The water may be freezing, but it’s not meant to be a sunbather’s beach–it’s for bikers, joggers, walkers, dreamers and thinkers. There is no baking hot boardwalk filled with carousels and vendors. There is just pure, hypnotic beauty.
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