http://slow.writerscafe.org/ainsli3 The original writings of author Ainslie en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775462065 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Seen on my WordPress ainslianity a little bit back, may differ a little http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ainsli3/1772114/ Sitting on sand dunes in early March watching the cold Atlantic waves roll in and out may not be the ideal way to spend a Friday night. The harsh winter wind combining with the ocean salt could be felt turning her nose and cheeks pink. 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