I don't know why, but I had the strong impression that the house was a boat, ready to sail across the ocean. One man is waving to the crowd cheering at the pier. The other man looks for the last time at his girl, soon to be a nostalgic memory for the ling solitary night between the ocean and the stars.
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I don't know why, but I had the strong impression that the house was a boat, ready to sail across the ocean. One man is waving to the crowd cheering at the pier. The other man looks for the last time at his girl, soon to be a nostalgic memory for the ling solitary night between the ocean and the stars.
It does have an oceanic feel. The wind was blowing and the smells of the Mexican street were, well, fishy (for lack of better words).
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