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Can I write a little about frost and salt and how it all crunched under bare foot? The morning sun, near-freezing air and steaming water, cormorants perched on life-rings, half-familiar faces making short laps. And for hours afterwards thinking about what it is to not just walk and stand and stare, but to be a […]
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