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I Remember - 1
I remember… The long rocky finger I lived on that stretched out from the mainland in the Bay of Fundy and the soggy little white house covered in ocean brine that did its best to shelter us from the great bi-polar Atlantic Ocean that would on some days roar and thrash and throw itself against our rocky foundation, splintering itself into endless liquid shards that would climb high into the sky, then fall on my up-turned face, drenching me into a state of near hypothermia. There I would stand, squinting through burning eyes, unable to pull myself away from that wrath, when suddenly - the sun would disappear from the sky, causing the air temperature to plummet, leaving me shaking like a leaf as the Great roaring Atlantic fell silent and laid itself down as flat as a sheet of glass as that massive grey monster approached. Off in the distance, I would hear a buoy-bell timidly ringing in a feeble attempt to warn me of the impending danger that was quietly devouring the mainland, our little house, and the Great Atlantic, as the FOG came silently creeping in.
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