One moonless night the ea is black.Ships sail upon it and shine thier lights throught the double blackness of water and air.The darkness swallows up light a like a great yawning snake.On the spiaggia people walk,looking out to sea,but there is no sigh of ships,no sigh of drowning sailors,no sigh of anything living o dead,only continual rushing and ebbing of water sucking and sucking at the shoreline,drawing the innocent,foolish innamorati out a little farther.They laugh unafraid,showing eachother their courage.They laugh,pointing to the water.No one can hear them.They slip off their clothes and wade...
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