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Quiet Village by Martin Denny

Sometimes, when you can’t remember the last time the thermometer rose above 32 degrees, and you’re just tired of having a dull chill in your bones, it helps to escape to another place. Sometimes that place is a village on the edge of a beach somewhere in the Polynesian Islands. Maybe you’re sipping a drink from a hollowed-out coconut, preparing yourself for whatever the night will have to offer. And as you look out over the water at the sinking sun, you get a bit of an ominous feeling about the darkness to come.
And this is what it sounds like.

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