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It was a day for noticing. Noticing how the breeze blew my hair as I walked on the beach with my mom. Noticing the smell of the ocean, the taste of the salty air. And then this broken oyster shell. So easy to overlook, but then at the same time, my mom and I reached toward it, intrigued by its shape—its beauty—because of its imperfection, its fragility, its openness.
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