I still remember that hazy summer morning in Vancouver, when we swam out with the sun setting in the horizon, the salt stinging our eyes and laughter echoing across the water. Later, with wet sand between our fingers, we dug up clams along the shoreline, racing the tide and pretending we’d survive off our salty treasure for days.
I still remember that hazy summer morning in Vancouver, when we swam out with the sun setting in the horizon, the salt stinging our eyes and laughter echoing across the water. Later, with wet sand between our fingers, we dug up clams along the shoreline, racing the tide and pretending we’d survive off our salty treasure for days.
KENZO
MEDIUM
LESS THAN DIME SIZED STAIN ON LEFT SHOULDER (SEE PHOTO)
COTTON
