The house where I grew up is a 15 minute walk to the Atlantic Ocean and a 10 minute drive to the finest pawn shops in Atlantic City. I went down for a visit this weekend. But sadly, a plumbing emergency was the closest I got to any great body of water. So in lieu of actual beach time, here's a song to approximate the confluence of sand and languishing. It also sports one of my favorite album covers. I am prepared to explain this at length, if you'd like. Happy Monday!Marcos Valle - Tira a Mão
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