If you see something beautiful, fill it in a bucket and take it home, where you can look at it, admire it and call it yours. That's me in the picture, age2, trying to collect the sea. The bubble burst of course when I realized the Sea is not mine to keep. So she laughed at me and kindly threw up a little souvenier I could take home, keep on my bedside table and remember her by. The little memory, was a sea shell. And thus I became a relentless shell collector.
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