Whether or not, it’s still Weather August 11, 2010

Tocano (pronounced toe-cah-noh) was sitting cross-legged near the shore. For some reason, he always found that he was able to do his best thinking here. Maybe it was the sand, maybe it was the ocean, maybe it was the waves. He didn’t really need to know what aspect of this spot allowed him to come to such brilliant conclusions. Maybe it was the whole of the area combined. That is to say, maybe it was the waves and the sand and the ocean all put-together. Regardless, he liked it here, so he kept coming back.

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