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ROOM14:Detdigit, Suwarrow
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Suwarrow Island

I awake.


A mild trade wind rustles in the palms. Never before I saw such bright colors, blue green and this morning even pink.
I open up a coconut; my first drink after the sea washed up my body.

The first action is gathering supplies for emergencies. A new heavy storm can flare up, the beach disappearing in no time.
If that is the case I will have to fasten myself with ropes on the flexible branches of the tamaru tree in anticipation of things to come.

the roamer