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on the ride back from
Jones east of 6 a lot of buff boys with sand and
salt in their hair hanging in there, molly, michael,
sarah and i sitting and standing by the back door
stairs, debbie and julie and brad and melanie and
jean and bart all long gone after a day in the shade
of rented umbrella and deep hole good for a smoke
and uneasy waves scrubbed clean and green by a
departed offshore hurricane |
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