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| Beach Buoy and Two Dogs arrived at 6-23 pm. It had been a very warm, muggy day so the breeze tonight was refreshing rather than just plain fresh. Clumps of Seaweed scattered the Beach like raisins on a freshly split, fruit laden Scone. Lazy Seagulls hung on the Breeze a little like colourless Kites, tied with invisible string, held by invisible Children with inaudible laughter. The missing generation playing computer games. |
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| The Sea was the Colour of Graphite tonight down by the Northern side of North Gare Pier. A few People came and went. To the North a darkening Sky threatened Rain. BEACH BUOY. |
