Imagine a beach so hot that you can see the heat waves surf across the sand. It only takes a blanket and a superb lunch and there you are, on the beach squinting your eyes in the afternoon sun. The shades of heat are changing in front of you, turning into a softer, more suave light. There is orange mixed with deep blue and sand.
It's the best time of day. Your lunch is making your sleepy, slow and lazy as the sun is giving you it's best rays. It's easy to just nod off but the beach light is just too beautiful and it awakes memories in your mind of the best of times.
You can hear the bossa tunes coming out of the beach bar. They are playing 'Águas de Março' and it feels like the end and the beginning of time. Life is as it's most attractive and simplest form. Your mind is emptied of anything but now.
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