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shameless

Greek summer is cruel.

Blue is always waiting for you around the corner.

And this sunshine, is shameless.

This is a story about Greek sunshine.

It goes along with the smell of suntan lotion, salty worn-out books inside the summer bag, lost sets of earphones, always found when they are least needed, and sand, everywhere. Stuck on my feet, at the floor of the car, in my camera case.

Nothing can be hidden under the sun.

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