I shouldn’t, but…
They were all too distracted by the scattered shoes. Clara hesitated for a moment, glancing around. The beach was still crowded. And even reporters with cameras capturing the weird phenomenon were present. This felt like something she shouldn’t take, something that belonged to someone’s private belongings. But Clara didn’t come all this way for nothing. So Clara knelt and brushed the sand off its surface.
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