conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about span><span>Who, Collectors, Unlike with the genre: Arts & Photography, Other Media?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Art of Sea Glass'
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the first four paragraphs for this book?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The Art of Sea Glass
  The process goes on forever: they came from sand, they go back to gravel, along with treasuries of Murano, the buttressed astonishments of Chartres, which even now are readying for being turned over and over as gravely and gradually as an intellect engaged in the hazardous redefinition of structures no one has look at yet.
  I love sea glass because it exhibits nature's amazing ability to turn humble glass shards into prized gems. Pieces of sea glass are gifts from nature to those who love the sun, sea, and beaches, because these are the elements that crafted them. Their frosted surfaces reflect years of unique chemistry, which could not be imitated by any artificial means. Their range of colors challenges my imagination as to their possible origins. It never ceases to surprise me how nature's gentle and persistent forces could create something so beautiful.
  Though I live in one of the busiest Asian cities, there are outlying islands within reasonable distance that I visit fairly frequently. Strolling along the shore and listening to the waves calms my nerves and sooths my spirit, recharging me with energy and devotion. The sea glass I've collected on these occasions reminds me of my passion in life.
  I've realized that in a way all of us are similar to sea glass — the hardships we experience actually shape and polish us into unique gems.
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conversations.value: What is four more paragraphs?
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conversations.value: I have to confess, however, that there's one piece that was not a beach artifact — the skeletal key. I bought this antique brass key at a flea market, painted it with verdigris patina, and surprised myself with the result. Did I fool you, too?
  Everything white and beautiful, each piece collected one by one with love. I still remember how each came into my possession. The beach was literally covered with sun-bleached seashells and coral in all sizes and shapes.
  The oval, fan-shape coral in the top right corner, the small white coral branch in the lower left corner, the clam shell in the lower right corner, and the spiral just above it, which was the worn-out center of a conch shell, all came from the same beach in Japan.
  Two mini sea glass bottles, a ceramic roller, and a ceramic mug handle came from a local beach in Hong Kong. This beach has been a dump-site, and is now my favorite place for sea glass hunting.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Add another sentence about Okinawa, collected.
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conversations.value: I have to confess, however, that there's one piece that was not a beach artifact — the skeletal key. I bought this antique brass key at a flea market, painted it with verdigris patina, and surprised myself with the result. Did I fool you, too?
  Everything white and beautiful, each piece collected one by one with love. I still remember how each came into my possession. The heart shape coral in the center was collected from Okinawa. The beach was literally covered with sun-bleached seashells and coral in all sizes and shapes. 
  The oval, fan-shape coral in the top right corner, the small white coral branch in the lower left corner, the clam shell in the lower right corner, and the spiral just above it, which was the worn-out center of a conch shell, all came from the same beach in Japan. 
  Two mini sea glass bottles, a ceramic roller, and a ceramic mug handle came from a local beach in Hong Kong. This beach has been a dump-site, and is now my favorite place for sea glass hunting.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What is the last five paragraphs?
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: I live in Hong Kong and my favorite beach-combing site is a beach on an outlying island called Cheung Chau. The name means "long island" and it is dumb-bell shaped, with a sandy bar linking two islands. It was a fishing village a century ago, where boats from all over Southeast Asia stopped by for repair and to renew supplies and exchange goods. One end of the beach is still littered with very old sea glass of many different colors. How I love this place.
  I know sea glass hunters don't usually let others know the locations of their favorite sites for beachcombing, but Hong Kong is different. Not many people are interested in sea glass so I have the whole beach to myself. But the government is planning to clean up and develop the place for tourism and I worry that my treasure is the government's trash.
  So if you collect sea glass and will be visiting Hong Kong, do drop by Cheung Chau Island and gather as much as you can carry. The more people know about this place, the more sea glass can be collected before it is gone forever.
  Sea glass appeals to all generations. Some value these fragments more than fine gemstones. Others view sea glass as an archaeological challenge. Either way, nature and civilization keep sea glass in a perpetual cycle—raw ingredients formed into man-made objects that become fragmented by nature and are then found by humans. Left on beaches and in oceans, sea glass will eventually break down and return to its natural elements.
  To find areas that offer the largest amounts of sea glass, locate shipwrecks and coastal dump sites from before the mid-1900s; do research at libraries, historical and scientific institutions, and chambers of commerce; or even ask life-long residents of the area. In many regions, the most beautiful sandy beaches have been picked over and have little or no sea glass, but scan areas with large stones and stretches of pebbles and cobbles. Inner harbors often contain discarded cargoes and litter from past centuries.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Delete the first sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The name means "long island" and it is dumb-bell shaped, with a sandy bar linking two islands. It was a fishing village a century ago, where boats from all over Southeast Asia stopped by for repair and to renew supplies and exchange goods. One end of the beach is still littered with very old sea glass of many different colors. How I love this place.
  I know sea glass hunters don't usually let others know the locations of their favorite sites for beachcombing, but Hong Kong is different. Not many people are interested in sea glass so I have the whole beach to myself. But the government is planning to clean up and develop the place for tourism and I worry that my treasure is the government's trash.
  So if you collect sea glass and will be visiting Hong Kong, do drop by Cheung Chau Island and gather as much as you can carry. The more people know about this place, the more sea glass can be collected before it is gone forever.
  Sea glass appeals to all generations. Some value these fragments more than fine gemstones. Others view sea glass as an archaeological challenge. Either way, nature and civilization keep sea glass in a perpetual cycle—raw ingredients formed into man-made objects that become fragmented by nature and are then found by humans. Left on beaches and in oceans, sea glass will eventually break down and return to its natural elements.
  To find areas that offer the largest amounts of sea glass, locate shipwrecks and coastal dump sites from before the mid-1900s; do research at libraries, historical and scientific institutions, and chambers of commerce; or even ask life-long residents of the area. In many regions, the most beautiful sandy beaches have been picked over and have little or no sea glass, but scan areas with large stones and stretches of pebbles and cobbles. Inner harbors often contain discarded cargoes and litter from past centuries.