She misses her fins most. One minute she’s turning in warm thick seas, the next squeezed through a narrow tunnel out to a cold wide space. Lights. A hard slap…
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She misses her fins most. One minute she’s turning in warm thick seas, the next squeezed through a narrow tunnel out to a cold wide space. Lights. A hard slap…