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Rushing anxiously up steps? Dashing down a cool lane? What's this Aegean girl doing? Where's she going? You decide! I love this ambiguity. Trips through the Cyclades leave me hungry for more. Its turbulent history, ancient ruins, hypnotic eastern rhythms set to western melody, bleached colors, elemental landscape, people with character, ultramarine seas, and whitecaps lure and mystify. |
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