The unforgettable scent of the night

I parked on the dirt track behind the shed and made my way down to the beach. The last few sunbathers were gathering up bags and towels and umbrellas and folding chairs, either getting ready for afternoon coffee at the little beachside spot, or heading home. The owner was bent…

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