Click here to book your visit. Since the sand never stops moving or reflecting the warmth of the sparkles, the child stayed there all afternoon playing. Feeling the sand penetrate her, first between her fingers, then in her eyes, mouth, nose, ear: Becoming a child of sand without realizing that the
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