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A Beach-Goer Disappointment
Spending an early morning by the iridescent bay, body delighted by a whipping breeze: it's humid and hazy under swollen clouds that foretell an up-coming storm; on both side of the parkway cars speed by, and drivers have no clue that a traffic cop is scanning it on the radar! Some may not go far: there, the flashing lights of the siren; I am glad that I obey that law, while some offenders smirk at a fine! As the wailing wind progresses on, so does the intensity of the muggy air; it supposed to be a festy, sunny day to unwind and enjoy some sun, but does Nature think that nasty weather is fair or is it spiteful, unyielding and tricky? On a rough checker's table made of oak, I'm writing my observations as beach-goers seem to have deserted it; on a normal day it echoes of music, of voices so loud and deep! Now, hungry pigeons and seagulls feast on wiggling fish, unmarred by my presence... that can provoke my appetite, thinking of a tasteful dish! Tired of walking the long stretch of beach, I take off my tinted sunglasses smudged by dripping sweat; I'm burning like a lizard in need of relief... my sunscreen has worn off! Few more steps, the car door opens: clothes neatly folded on the back seat, raindrops hit the windshield as I pick up speed!
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