How can you deny the sandy beaches with sand as yellow as the sun up above-
the sea so clean and pure that you could drink it!

people come from all around to see the beauty of our land, and why wouldn't they?

How do you tell me empty streets with broken lights and tripped over bins is not perfect?

How can you say that the benches where the homeless sleep are anything but amazing?

The tranquil streams of spilled alcohol and the gentle shimmer of syringes stepped on in a hurry by the wonderful youth that live here-

simply miraculous.

come one, come all~

come see the beach, stare out to the ocean!

the other sights will come in due time