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Late arrivals like a dark cloakflapping madly in the windoutside and no one pulls the blinds.An untrained guitar playertries to figure out the chordswhile every shore is gettingeaten by the waves that breakagainst the edge of where the landonce took its stand against the water.Sting rays are the only thingthat’s biting and the fishermanwho catch […]
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