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People came and went—travelers with backpacks patched in unexpected places, a professor who sketched boats at dawn, a woman who spoke three languages and cried at full moons. Each left an impression, a small coin slipped into the jar of her memory. There was a boy named Wayan who taught her how to fish for flying fish near the reef; an old man who polished conch shells and told stories about storms that sounded like myths.