You walked out of your room with the fullest intent on heading to the beach, so you went down the elevator you had just rode up, and exited on the first floor, where you retraced your steps from whenever you came in, making your way out of the lobby through the front doors in the entrance. From here you could see a small wooden path which lead down to some sand dunes, which were proceeded by the crowded beachfront.
There were all sorts of people participating in many activities, from sand castles being made with shrunken occupants to mermaids turning men they lured out to open waters into shells to cover their bare breasts with. You took a deep breath of the salty air as you stepped on the heated sand, walking down the rows of towels set up in order to reserve a spot.
You found yourself in a somewhat relaxed attitude, deciding to check out the
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