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In the vivid afternoon sunlight, the beach scene unfolds with novice surfers scattered along the shoreline, a mix of men and women dressed in varied wetsuits. Some surfboards dot the sand, their brightly colored designs—yellow, blue, and red—standing out against the grains of the beach. Near the water, a stocky Russian man with distinctive short curly red hair and a big red beard, dressed in a black wetsuit, paddles out with deliberate strokes. The background showcases the vast ocean, its azure surface punctuated by growing swells. The waves are increasingly formidable, their white foam frothing as they rise higher. Among the group of novice surfers closer to shore, the expressions range from laughter to concentrated determination. Some are successfully balancing on their boards, others tumbling into the water with splashes that glisten in the sunlight.In the scene, a tall and wiry man with close-cropped dark brown hair streaked with hints of gray, also in a wetsuit, watches from a distance, his piercing blue eyes scanning the water with a hint of concern. He stands next to a slender woman with long, wavy blonde hair cascading past her shoulders, wearing a casual summer dress with a pattern of white and blue flowers, her fair complexion glowing under the sun.The overall setting is vibrant yet underlined with a visible tension as the ocean's power becomes more evident. Palm trees frame the scene, their fronds swaying gently in the light breeze while seagulls circle overhead against the clear sky. The beach crowd, with its energy and movement, contrasts against the increasingly wild ocean, creating a dynamic and visually compelling image.