A breezy day on Turtle Beach— the wind whips over the dunes, carrying salt and the crash of waves. A lone sea turtle, its shell dusted with gold, carves gentle trails in the sand, moving steadily toward the waiting tide, guided home by the rhythm of wind and waves.
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A breezy day on Turtle Beach— the wind whips over the dunes, carrying salt and the crash of waves. A lone sea turtle, its shell dusted with gold, carves gentle trails in the sand, moving steadily toward the waiting tide, guided home by the rhythm of wind and waves.
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