Summer is not the time of the year, it's more like a state of mind. A hot Sun that warms the skin, a light sea breeze with such a moist, but insanely pleasant taste. The sound of the surf, which brings incredible peace and tranquility. There are places in which this state is infinite, getting into them you dissolve into an endless summer.

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In those moments when the air becomes viscous, and bitterness rises to the throat. The fingers contract to a characteristic crunch, and the body becomes motionless. At times when energy becomes impossible to contain. Accumulation, release, explosion and rampage.