We were walking for over half an hour. The afternoon was warm and we walked at the dry land of Antiparos. The field had the golden color of dryness and the sunlight made them golder and our shadows longer. The sound of quitar and violin amused and accompanied us as far as the chappel which was in the middle of nowhere . Beyond the dry fields, the sea had a shining blue when we finally approached it
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