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beach - sunday night

by alloyddavies

the beach here is nicest on the weekends by sunday, after supper. the crowds are not crowds, nor are the remnants of them so awful, so loud, sweaty --and you can hear the waves properly! there are just a few last cottagers clinging to the sand and a coupla locals feet in the surf sippin' beers in the days' last dying sunbeams.
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alloyddavies
32 / M / Canadian
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Aug 15, 2011
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wrote under the sunset on wahnekewaning beach, ON, on a sunday night, of course.

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