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I used to swim a lot, submerge myself a lot, it was always so surreal, like ebbing through a thick air, with slow movements that were made graceful by the blanket of blue light and refraction. and when you open your eyes it’s all a blur, with soft edges but significant details you can’t miss, the way hair separates and moves, the way clothes flow and roll like waves all along the body.