This place is described as following:

“During a summer vacation on Nantucket Island in 1942, a youth eagerly awaits his first love.”

It is a beautiful place with good texture. A place that makes an attempt to be historically correct in relation to a physical reality that no longer exists. When I get there it feels like an eternity to download the site, my data is trying to translate all the signals. My non-historical avatar takes in the place, finds positions and I take a picture of her where she is in some context.

The place has an ocean. I like the ocean. I reminds me of my childhood.