"The tour bus pulled up alongside a beach, so I came outside and made myself a comfortable seat in front of the blue façade that surrounds this small land mass. The refraction of the sun on the bleached sand has given me a headache so I become warm and irritably restless. It could also be because my thoughts are just as confused as the fourteen languages they speak here.
But I know the secrets of this island, because the voice of this place has spoken through the very mouths of its people and they have whispered these unspoken invisibilities to my consciousness."
But I know the secrets of this island, because the voice of this place has spoken through the very mouths of its people and they have whispered these unspoken invisibilities to my consciousness."
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