The ocean beaches have always fascinated me. They are timeless. Like the photos in black and white that my father took of us on the beach with the “RolleiFlex”. It Reminds me of the chairs around the table ready for the meal under the umbrella shade. The coolers filled with delicious snacks, always accompanied by the ordeal that followed. The endless hours of digestion before we could return to the water. The unprotected bodies exposed to the sun. The bathing suits, the “fruit or chocolate” ice cream cone, the cries of “Ervilha” (Pea) the man who sold the bolas de...
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