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Seen From the Terrace

Seen from the Terrace The misty weather over Cascais persists there is no wind and silky rain, falls. Three old freighters must be 34-40 years old, anchored in the smooth water in the bay. There is a third wave lurking in the streets we, the old sit indoors except when going to the bank to pay bills or to the grocery shop, that is open during the day. I notice the ships are Panama registered old ships usually are, cheap wages and standard, Sometimes the old ships are abandoned by the owners, the crew left both penniless and hungry. The last journey will be in a town in the Bay of Bengal, and slowly turned Into nails and other undignified objects.

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