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Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Telling Where

The sparkling beach is crowded with people.  Toddlers are running, as if there is something invisible chasing them.  The shining sun sometimes turns dim, but brightens up again a few seconds later.  The smell of waffle cone ice cream’s wafted across the beach.

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