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Bold Water Beach Quiet. All you can hear is the light wind and the waves crashing as they kiss the shore line. Blue. The ocean so blue, with just a hint of green, rushing towards me as the tide comes in. With sand in between my toes as I walk the shoreline, I see children skipping rocks and looking for crabs under the seaweed. I look to my right and see a small pile of boulders made into a circle form with a round opening about eight inches deep. Black coals and burnt up drywood. Thin branches from trees that were used as sticks to cook our hot dogs lie around the circle made of boulders. My family has had fires at this same fire pit every Saturday night of each summer for as long as I can remember. My sandy shore now has a few more rocks

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