Summer is almost gone, but oh the memories will last at least till winters’ cold takes up space in our heads.
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Is it the heat that makes us more adventurous, or the brighter sun that makes us squint and imagine more? No, it must be the wind of the sea, that blows out the messy minds and blows in some light-heartedness. 
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So be it. More relaxed and more willing we tangle ourselves into summer flings, this time we flirt with Mambo, tease Charleston and take slow walks with Blues.