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A Hawaiian woman of goodly years sits on a mat beside the beach, her feet bare, her head and neck adorned with flowers. She has been braiding ti leaves into sandals, but at this moment her gaze is fixed beyond her meticulous work, to the sea and sky. Her expression is peaceful, reverent, reflective...
Hikers walk on a remote mountain trail, dwarfed by towering trees shrouded in mist. So vivid is the scene you can almost feel the cool air and hear the crunch of their shoes on twigs and fallen leaves. You know it is quiet there. Very, very quiet.
Gold, silver, ruby, black onyx -- koi glide in a pond, their intriguing markings reflecting the brilliance of precious gems and metals. The water ripples and swirls, becoming an entity with as much life and beauty as the fish themselves...
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