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On the beach.

The frothing waves licked the beach, leaving traces behind. A few children were holding small buckets to build their dream castle, and a few couples were whispering as they strolled along the shore.

The sun was about to disappear on the surface of the sea, but the beach was orange in color.

An old man stood on the beach with his hands behind his back