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Around Mont Saint-Michel's sandy expanse, as the tide recedes. humans wander, linger, and gaze. They queue up, form circles, as if engaged in some fleeting ritual.
On this brief stretch of sand land each day, we experience a moment of explorative freedom.
Afterwards, the sea returns, and everything reverts to the rhythm of nature. People walking on the land with their feet follow the natural cadence, passing through this place. -
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