Wednesday, July 23, 2008
A whole lot of anger lurching and crackling inside. A drive east, through Dollarton, concluded on the sloping brown lawn above Deep Cove beach. Little Real Estate Weekly-wrapped cardboard box of cod and chips, wee plastic tub of tartar sauce. A happy black lab swims straight in to shore, tail working furiously back and forth. Clown on cell phone wanders 'round the parking lot, letting the whole world know that he "FUCKED 'ER DUDE!" Sculls and kayaks moving out on the open water. The ambient heat from the Korean grocery's freezer cases.

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