Raising the sails. Day1
Abstract terms and all-embracing metaphors have no currency here, off the northern coast of sunstruck Sardinia, the wind blows them away, the sea swallows them with the avidity of an ancient sea monster. Here everything is pure individuation, humble majesty, the pebble, the wave, the salt crystal living on its own, not answering to anything or anyone.
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