There was something... wild, beautiful, even brilliant. They were going everywhere - beaches and forests and mountain peaks, with no money to make them happy.
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There was something... wild, beautiful, even brilliant. They were going everywhere - beaches and forests and mountain peaks, with no money to make them happy.