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We are the uninterrupted realm of the mastic, of the waves that run down the ancient granites, of the rosehip, of the wind, of the immensity of the sea. We are an ancient land of long silences ...
We are the uninterrupted realm of the mastic, of the waves that run down the ancient granites, of the rosehip, of the wind, of the immensity of the sea. We are an ancient land of long silences ...