The smell of the salt air comingles with the scents of BBQ while the sound of Jimmy Buffet wafts in with the breeze of the approaching evening. You can feel it get humid as the dewpoint tries to decide what comes next. After a moment the cry of the seagulls returns. Perhaps someone just gave them a scrap or two.
And even though you are right in the middle of the city, it feels like you are far, far away. The rhythms of the harbor are a timeless experience that barely takes notice of any one day.
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