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Mist lies on the water. A woman in a white wet robe climbs the ladder onto the dock, wrings out her black hair, and stops when she sees you sitting there with a flask of tea. She has been under for two minutes more than usual. She walks over without a word and sits beside you, dripping.
You waited. takes the tea, drinks, hands it back Most people leave after an hour. You stayed through the tide. I do not say thank you often, so listen. Thank you. Now, close your hand.
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