Shots of tequila and pineapple juice before 11am to say goodbye to a friend leaving the paradise in Otres to cold Europe! That’s life in Otres Village.

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Encounter in Otres 2

Encounter in Otres 2

Every day I wake up early for a run on the beach, when it is empty and the sand is firm. Yesterday it wasn’t different. And, it was in the end of Otres 2 that I met him, alone, lost in his thoughts. He was confused and had let the currents carry him. He was going in the wrong direction but couldn’t realise that, the forces that pushed him to the danger were stronger than him.

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Encontro em Otres 2

Encontro em Otres 2

Todos os dias saio cedinho pra uma corridinha na praia, quando está vazio e a areia tá firme. Ontem não foi diferente. E foi no fim de Otres 2 que o encontrei, sozinho, perdido, sem rumo. Percebi que ele se distraiu e se deixou levar pela maré, e agora já não conseguia ver que estava indo para o lado errado, as forças que impulsionavam para o perigo eram mais fortes que ele.

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