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The magic of summer. An afternoon stroll. Barefoot. Hair down. Breeze across your face. Fresh-cut grass. Flowers in bloom. A nap on the porch. Solitude. In the warm glow of…
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The magic of summer. An afternoon stroll. Barefoot. Hair down. Breeze across your face. Fresh-cut grass. Flowers in bloom. A nap on the porch. Solitude. In the warm glow of…