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Chapter twenty five

CAMILA SILVA

I leave the coconut on the countertop, saying goodbye to Luisa, my colleague. Luisa has a kiosk by the sea, here in Ipanema. Whenever I am on one of my runs, I stop by her kiosk, drink a coconut water, or a nice cold mate, and we chat a little. Always about banal subjects.

This moment, after five years of doing the same thing every day, has become part of my routine. It is something I love to do, just like running on the beach, either in the morning or near sunset. It does me good, because it is a moment that I take for myself, to reflect on how my life is going, and to take care of my body a little.

I love my children, I love my family with all the strength in my being. But it is good to have this time alone, just running, having the beautiful view of the sea kissing the sand, feeling the delicious breeze drying, from my face, any drop of sweat. I am made of beach, the sea is my house, my home. No matter where I am, I need to have the ocean near me. Each of its waves a
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