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    When I was a child, I loved to walk at the seaside picking up shells. The story goes that one day I went too far away and when I came back, my family was looking for me, my mother desperately crying thinking I was lost in the crowded beach. I do not pick up shells anymore in CA but I buy them. I dedicate this picture to the memory of my mother. I added the foam, that was the way I saw them.
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    Date Taken: Jul 17, 2017
    Date Uploaded: Jul 18, 2017
    Camera: Canon EOS REBEL T5
    Focal Length: 60 mm
    Shutter Speed: 1/2500 sec
    Aperture: f/5.6
    ISO: 100
    Copyright: © Myriam Beatriz Mahiques
    Categories: Underwater, Nature, Abstract
    Assignments: Ocean Encounters