In the south of the southern hemisphere, it is already the end of autumn.
Cold winds from Antarctica howl plaintively.
Waves crash against the black cliff mountains, their rumbling sounds urgent and chaotic.
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In the south of the southern hemisphere, it is already the end of autumn.
Cold winds from Antarctica howl plaintively.
Waves crash against the black cliff mountains, their rumbling sounds urgent and chaotic.
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