the other day while waiting for a friend (who drives a tugboat!) to return to the marina, the sun was setting and the sounds of the boats were constant, quiet and calming.
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2 comments:
hrm, lots of (sail) boats in the harbor still... I guess they keep them in year round over there?
here there are just a couple left and after this weekend... there should be none.
i cannot believe you know a tugboat driver. my friends here are nowhere near that fascinating.
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