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The Line.
As humans, we should know our boundaries. When we cross them, the person who draws the line will not be very pleased. To a degree like crossing over a crime scene tape.
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Uploaded on Oct 1, 2011
He who watches the Sun descend to the ocean.
Upon the time of sunset, the crabs come out from the small crevices formed by the jagged rocks of the shoreline. They are nocturnal and usually stay active after dark.
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Uploaded on Sep 27, 2011
A place where waves come to die.
'Thundi' at Fuvammulah. A few dozen meters from the shore. Strength of some waves, quite like this one, weaken quite close to the island.
View On Black is preferable.
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Uploaded on Sep 27, 2011
Recycle Bin
Where miscellaneous items we didn't want in our households go to rest in male'.
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Uploaded on Sep 24, 2011
Gone Fishing With Me, Myself and I
99 percent of the country is the mother ocean. We are all in her mercy, and merciful she is.
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Uploaded on Sep 23, 2011
All Things Mosquito
