The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. “Shari told me. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. ‘I do not know him.
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