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He stands for a moment before opening the studio door, looking down at the beach, flooded with a disorienting happiness; and he savours it, drinks it in, because he is old enough now to know happiness for what it is: brief and fleeting, not a state to strive for, to seek to live in, but to catch when it comes and to hold on to for as long as you can.
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Have you ever people-watched out of boredom or pure curiosity? I have. How about watching people’s patterns and how they interact from day to day? Perhaps not so much, but you’ve likely seen some familiar faces and noticed some patterns as you go about your day. 722 more words