Monterey in August. I fell in love quickly. I was tangled up in tendrils of the day.
Lunch on the dock. The weather was gloomy heading in to Monterey. By the time the car was parked, the sun was out and the clouds had retreated.
Nemochek, he's not from around here.
This is Piper. He was going to a dance.
I see how you look at the strangers.
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