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| Beach Buoy arrived at 19-40 , with one dog. it was 17 degrees the tide was just turning from high tide. People were leaving the Beach a toddler toddled off following her Mam. |
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| There was a nice breeze; enough of a breeze to swish the clouds along sending dark and light patches along the Beach like a Barcode Scanner. Two Static Women claimed part of the water's edge as their own as they played with their Dogs. A Lone Man claimed the newly released strand line as he managed to pass Beach Buoy and Stubborn Dog; mainly thanks to Stubborn Dog's Stubbornness ! It wasn't long and Lone Man was walking back; shoes off paddling in the refreshing Sea whilst talking on his phone that he held close to his face or maybe he was just talking into one of his shoes? |
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| It was a night of many shades; Dark, light and everything in-between. |
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| Beach Buoy headed back; the Beach was his! |
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| The South was clouding over. BEACH BUOY. |
