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Blakeney Quay — the sun raking across the quay at the end of day, the odd fishing boat already unloaded, the majority of sightseers having departed, it was the silhouette of the man, standing still as though lost in thought, that arrested me; perhaps he was contemplating the end of another day, the sunset signalling this completion, the gulls skimming in above near the end of their day too.
© 2009 Mark Rowden. |
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