Milos, Greece. The back side of the island is desolate. The only sign of humanity is a few iron stakes, crumbling with rust, driven into the rocks by Aegean pirates half a millennia ago to serve as cleats for their boats.
…yes, pirates. Can’t believe I came all this way and left my treasure map at home!
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Omg so pretty! So jealous. Are you on your honeymoon?