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wandering the almost deserted beach linen slacks turned up to the knees and a flowing shirt that flags out behind her. hat in hand she stoops and rifles through the firm tideline sand and deftly flicks her treasure into a plastic blue bucket. her feet shift to accomodate the salt water wavelets that play tag with her manicured toes. she glances sideways at the sea judging time and tide as she gathers her bucket of pipis destined for the dinner table.
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC
the forager
wandering the almost deserted beach linen slacks turned up to the knees and a flowing shirt that flags out behind her. hat in hand she stoops and rifles through the firm tideline sand and deftly flicks her treasure into a plastic blue bucket. her feet shift to accomodate the salt water wavelets that play tag with her manicured toes. she glances sideways at the sea judging time and tide as she gathers her bucket of pipis destined for the dinner table.
betterdays
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC
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