Secret Hideaway

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Bruno, the tatted up Marseillais instructor, guided me to the edge, and then with a gentle push we began a slow descent along the Technicolor wall of corals, vibrant fish darting in and out of the crevices and waving sea fans.<span><span> My nose skimmed inches above the bright textures.<span>And all I could think: “Why have I never done this before?!” Twenty minutes later, ... Read Full Entry

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