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Can't compare anything to ocean. The vibrant air full of promise, refreshing power, world-traveler wind, and cleansing ions. The way your eyes can relax at the wide, broad distance, unobstructed, all horizons are realized and happily far off. Franklin's young, divorcing parents couldn't agree. She wants the apartment near the beach. He, wants the new job on the other coast, downtown highrise condo life. Franklin tried it for a month, didn't work out at all. Too scared of the balcony, elevators, traffic, nowhere to run. Sent back, his parents worked it out, all happy. Can't compare anything to home.
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