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I found the most distracting exercise just painting landscapes which implies me the Summer, the liveliness, or everything but the resignation and boredom. I always will love the beach, or just the Mediterranean spirit, probably the fact that I born there has a big influence on that. This also happens when I am totally fed up with the long winter, The Sun keeps playing peekaboo and I cannot stand it anymore. Thus, Carvoeiro beach kept my thoughts and memories about the South very present.
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