sat talking a rock. air filled tang sea-weed something ocean smell. fe — Tove Jansson, Moominpappa’s Memoirs

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We sat talking on a rock. The air was filled with the tang of sea-weed and of something else that could only have been the ocean smell. I felt so happy that I wasn't even afraid it wouldn't last.

Tove Jansson, Moominpappa's Memoirs

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