What if you were able to be a lizard on a rock on Orient(al) Beach in St. Maarten's for a day? What would that feel like?
The sun is deliciously hot against my cool skin. I crane my neck toward the sky, reveling in the warmth that bathes my reptilian face. I blink against the brightness and lower my gaze. The ocean laps calmly against the sea-worn stone I perch upon, wetting my feet and belly. A balmy breeze, the earth's exhalation, caresses beach goers and critters alike. My round eyes settle on a nude sunbather, sand glittering on her ample pink skin. These humans enjoy the sun too. I whip my tail into the temperate water. This is bliss.
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