O barulho do mar aquietava o quase silêncio que ela ouvia, A maresia dominava seu olfato, O balanço do cais a fazia lembrar de quando era criança. Tudo remetia à calma e ao mar.
She sat by the flickering light of the old television she had inherited from her great grandfather. No sounds, just images. Her eyes, wide open. She was trapped inside and could not get out.
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