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Taylor Marie Hill. She skips down the shore laughing, throwing back her salty, beach-infused hair, and her dress billows on and around her body (in the breeze?), tracing her curves, the cotton pressing sweetly against her skin. Or beachy, salt-infused hair? Nah. The beach has filled her with her joy. Those crashing waves. Seagulls (carefree, like her). Sunshine.