Privacy Policy

 At Dunes Whisper (duneswhisper.com), accessible from duneswhisper.com, one of our main priorities is the privacy of our visitors. This Privacy Policy document contains types of information that is collected and recorded by Dunes Whisper and how we use it.


If you have additional questions or require more information about our Privacy Policy, do not hesitate to contact us.


This Privacy Policy applies only to our online activities and is valid for visitors to our website with regards to the information that they shared and/or collect in Dunes Whisper. 


Consent

By using our website, you hereby consent to our Privacy Policy and agree to its terms.


Information we collect

The personal information that you are asked to provide, and the reasons why you are asked to provide it, will be made clear to you at the point we ask you to provide your personal information.


How we use your information

We use the information we collect in various ways, including to:

- Provide, operate, and maintain our website

- Improve, personalize, and expand our website

- Understand and analyze how you use our website

- Develop new products, services, features, and functionality


Google DoubleClick DART Cookie

Google is one of a third-party vendor on our site. It also uses cookies, known as DART cookies, to serve ads to our site visitors based upon their visit to duneswhisper.com and other sites on the internet. However, visitors may choose to decline the use of DART cookies by visiting the Google ad and content network Privacy Policy at the following URL – https://policies.google.com/technologies/ads


Advertising Partners Privacy Policies

You may consult this list to find the Privacy Policy for each of the advertising partners of Dunes Whisper. Third-party ad servers or ad networks uses technologies like cookies, JavaScript, or Web Beacons that are used in their respective advertisements and links that appear on Dunes Whisper, which are sent directly to users' browsers. They automatically receive your IP address when this occurs. These technologies are used to measure the effectiveness of their advertising campaigns and/or to personalize the advertising content that you see on websites that you visit.


Children's Information

Another part of our priority is adding protection for children while using the internet. We encourage parents and guardians to observe, participate in, and/or monitor and guide their online activity. Dunes Whisper does not knowingly collect any Personal Identifiable Information from children under the age of 13.

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