I never liked te ocean. I always found it scary, I mused about it many times before, that it is unsettling to look at, to smell, to hear especially. But ever since I started my journey to visit other lands, like my friend from the Far West did, I am proud to say that I have grown to... tolerate its sight, smell and voice for at least a few miles, when I can't take refuge in the shadows of woods or behing the great sand dunes that eastern winds blow. When I cannot walk on roads for fear of being caught by hostile men.
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