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Mark was running around the Harbour with his t-shirt and shorts on. He had the music on so loud that the people 3 feet ahead of him could hear the lyrics. He was so sweaty that his shirt stuck to him. Mark ran on the border of the ocean, and stopped for a few minutes to catch his breath, but his eye caught the water. The water was so nice, and peaceful, so he walked towards it. Taking off his shoes and socks, he put his feet into the cool water and swished around in it. He laughed, as he remembered that he used to do this with his family when he was a tot.