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facing down the sea

On the edge of the ocean at Ocracoke I stood. The surf crashing. Me, still. This little guy (on the other hand) had lots to do. And so he scampered here and there up and back hither and yon chasing the relentless tide. Then he surprised me plopping right on the sand,...

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