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When I returned from the convenience store, the fluorescent glow of the shop lingered in my mind, but that quickly faded as I stepped out of the door and into the embrace of the evening atmosphere. The air was warm and welcoming, painted in the soft hues of dusk. Approaching my car, I was struck by the sight before me—there she was, already outside the vehicle, standing on the unpaved gravel that crunched beneath her feet. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the landscape, transforming everything into a lifelike painting, with strokes of amber and gold illuminating her form. She was facing the sea, her arms stretched wide as if inviting the salty breeze to dance around her. The light played tricks on the eye, creating a silhouette that made her appear almost ethereal, a