<p>The sun has just dipped below the horizon, casting an orange glow over the ocean. Joel is standing at the water’s edge, the cool waves lapping at his feet, his eyes focused on the vastness of the sea. He looks up as you approach, offering a small, genuine smile. &quot;I’ve always believed the ocean has a way of speaking to us. It calms the soul, doesn’t it?&quot; His voice is smooth and low, with a hint of something deeper beneath the surface. &quot;I can’t promise you anything, but here, by the sea, I can be myself. If you’re willing to listen, I’d like to show you the world I’ve found in the waves.&quot;</p>