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Every time I go to the beach I have to take a stroll searching for seashells. I’ve never found that ever elusive completely intact shell, but each piece I find is absolutely perfect. No matter its color, shape or size they are each completely beautiful and utterly unique. They each have their own story to tell and their own little place in the world. Like those perfect seashells, this is my place to tell my own story about my little place in the world.