We're on the beach, and a tsunami's coming, why does no one but W. see that? On the beach, and the sea's out, sucked out, as it is before a great wave comes. The animals sense it. The horses are bolting. The birds are flying home to roost. And there I am in my swimming trunks with an inflatable around my midriff, running down the beach to the sea.
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