The sea joins the regions it separates. Alexander Pope Here are countries where, at sunset, the ocean appears to catch fire, shrouding itself in a purple colour that is reflected by the waves all the way to the distant line of the horizon. This magical, capricious horizontal line that perpetually recedes as one tries to approach it, is tinged with the colour of hope and desires. How can one know what lies beyond that line, except by going there? Representing the persistent object...

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