A Fishermen’s Village. On a seashore, between pine trees, a house consists of three little, seemingly separate buildings. Their facade is wood, burned to char, and their pitched roofs a light green color. Towards the street, there are very few windows, a garage, and the front door hidden in a corner between the two slightly larger masses. The area is a peaceful end of a road, with sparsely scattered houses, surrounded by pine trees leading up to the front of Swan Beach, as the locals call it.
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