Wk9:
When this man passed me on the beach, Ernest Hemingway came to mind and for what reason, I don't know. But this man was solemn, like he was taking in the sight, like this was what he needed. He gave me a weak smile when he walked by, and that was all. I wonder what was on his mind or why he needed to walk out by the beautiful ocean that day. I call this- "The Old Man and The Sea."Wk10:

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