he thinks he can see a solemn gnarled something, deeper or changing faster than clouds, rising to the north.


there is a general withdrawing from orifices after a while.

“you like that? here, just do a little more.”

“what–and sabotage the whole thing?”

“if we are here once, only once, then clearly we are here to take what we may.”

“no doubt man, no doubt–an excellent point.”

good mornings of good old lust, early shutters open to the sea, winds coming in with the heavy brushing of palm leaves, the wheezing break to the surface and sun of popoises out in the harbor.

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