He took my hand and I followed him along thecycle path towards the pier and climbing up the sandy wooden stairsand there we were. Full of tourists and...people. We walked pastcaricaturists, and all kinds of booth's, selling t-shirts, postcards,all that touristy stuff. Music played. From everywhere. Seagulls inbetween. And topless lads fishing, while children yelled and wanted torun the rollercoaster. And yet it was just amazing. We walked towardsthe end of the pier. Watched towards Santa Monica,. "Oh Master!" she cried out and threw herself on top of me.Sundays have always been my favorite day. From the time I was a small child, I have loved Sundays. The day is calm and slow, it is filled with sports in the afternoons, no matter the season. From football, to golf, there is always some sport to watch.Then there is the Sunday paper and a hot cup of coffee, sitting on the porch, the sun warming you with its rays, and the birds serenading with their songs. This had always been my idea of. More

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