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“A Woman Kicked My Son’s Sandcastle Into The Ocean Because It ‘Ruined Her View.’ He Had Built It For His Late Father, And He Was Still Holding The Little Flag He Meant To Plant On The Tallest Tower. ‘It’s Just Sand,’ She Said. ‘Build Another One.’ Twenty Minutes Later, The Lifeguard Walked Straight Toward Her Carrying A Golden Box — And Everyone On The Beach Went Silent.”

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you were born, your father used to come here early. Sometimes before sunrise. He built castles right there. Big ones. Strange ones. One had a wall shaped like a whale. The guards would come down and help when the beach was quiet.”

I’d never known that. Simon built office towers, parking garages, bridges. He believed in measurements, codes, foundations continue reading …

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