The world was already screaming. Hiroshima had just been vaporized — a hundred thousand lives seared into shadows on concrete — and America was high off the smell of uranium and divine authority. People in Tokyo were twitching, waiting for the next flash of Judgment Day. But somewhere in Moscow, under Stalin’s glassy gaze and …
Some friendships are built over coffee, others over late-night texts—but the ones forged at the beach? Those are different. They’re etched into the sound of waves, the taste of salt in the air, and the golden light that lingers long after sunset. Beach trips have a way of stripping away the noise of everyday life, …
