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The Beach
THE BEACH RIO MAR, PUERTO RICO The Next Morning Layla remembered entering the small gift shop near the entrance to the Yokahu Tower. Scattered throughout the gift shop were T-shirts, towels, ceramic tiles, and other knickknacks with pictures of the tower. She rifled through photos for sale, but none had any of the Puerto Rican sss that she had hoped to buy after seeing one in flight. But in the back, behind the cash register was a poster of a blue butterfly surrounded by other multi-colored butterflies. The poster brought a smile to Layla’s face as she remembered the Butterfly Cafe. Layla continued looking for a souvenir that pleased her. Having failed in finding something that she wanted as a souvenir, Layla remembered exiting the gift shop and walking around the tower towards the are
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