Around three o’clock in the afternoon, we reached a narrow low-lying area, flanked by vertical cliffs, a hundred and fifty meters from the sea level. Thanks to the perfect diving suit, we were down ninety meters beyond the limit set by nature for human outing. I love fucking you I mean I fucking love you mug. I determined the depth where we stood to be one hundred and fifty meters, although there was no gauge. But I know that even in the clearest water, the rays of the sun cannot penetrate deeper. Ten steps away see nothing.
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