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| I walk down to the Beach now and tonight I passed the Bus Station Clock Tower at 5-50pm. I used to take the car. I won't pay to park; not a couple of hundred times a year! |
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| Tracks in the sand. |
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| The tide was on it's way out. The sky was so clear. |
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| More Sea Blue than Sky Blue. Sea glass. |
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| I pratted about with some rocks. |
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| Pale colours on the way back. BEACH BUOY. |
