I walked along by the docks. The moon sat fat behind a gauze of purple mist. The streets were quiet and cool. A breeze blew along Doberon Boulevard bringing with it the faint smell of kelp. Beside the pier a line of row boats was idling gently in the dark. In the distance a green light blinked. I stood awhile watching it. There were many places to feel alone and I considered soon enough I'd know them all.
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