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G Bebs / Photographs

At dusk the hillsides that surround the harbor fade into the background. I walk along the water as the lights come on down the long piers and around the crescent of shops and stands. The reflections go deep into the sea, maybe deeper than the water, dissipating, finally, in some darkness. Up here, though, light everywhere, playing with me as I walk and run the length and width of the harbor.

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