She observed the tides, amazed by how high the water could rise, almost touching the tops of the cliffs. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. Smiling, the Chinaman gave the correct pronunciation.
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