the sound of waves in marseille reminds me of home. indeed, i haven't heard the Mediterranean for more than 3 months, and now it's like music to my ears. It's funny what things make us feel at home, sometimes things we aren't even aware of, like a distant taste, touch, smell or touch. and in my case, it was this music.
I was very lucky.
I have a great family here. We have no common DNA, as far as i know, but with knowing my mother for more than 60 years - you can call that family.
Marseille is as Mediterranean as france can get. there is something about this sea that makes you a little different, though i can't quite point it out. maybe it's the sun on your face, or the constant sound of waves.
we are a coutnry in our own, all of us Mediterraneans.
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