Jamal stared down into the water as it swirled and frothed along the side of the little boat. He could feel the sun beat through the towel his mother had fashioned on his head. He dangled a hand over the edge of, trying to touch the surface of the water. It splashed just out of his reach, only the faintest mist cooling the tips of his fingers.
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This is a gallery-quality giclée art print on 100% cotton rag archival paper, printed with archival inks. Each art print is listed by sheet size and features a minimum one-inch border.