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A Woman at the Beach

The Woman in Artichoke Green A late August afternoon: the sun wallows in the breakers like an old dog rolling in something that smells real good, happy as the sea lions on the beach barking. Here on holiday we stand on the sidewalk, watch the slick beasts, and pretend this day is forever— until a […]

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