the whisper

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I was still waiting for my visa for Azerbaijan. And I was still in Aktau. I didn’t feel very sad or lonely anymore, though. Maybe a little, just a little.

Anyway, I went out to the beach today:


Rolled out my trusted bamboo mat, looked at the waves of the Caspian Sea, remembered a time when it had whispered to me.

And then I dove into the water.

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