A little story as a paradise scout myself: "There was a man living on that same beach, who was married to a beautiful woman, had two kids and one of the hotels. But after a few years, when his dream was finished, there was not much left to do for him. He started to become grumpy, even in paradise. Some say he starting drinking and was not seen much outside of his cabin. Then one night part of the hotel burnt down, the wife left with the kids and he was at the beginning again. So he picked himself together, quit drinking and started to built again on his dream."
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