.salt spray.

ah the sea, the sand, it comes in bottles now, dearer than the cheaper stuff.

i had not met her before, went in on the off chance. waited a while till she

was free.

she did it different, said nice things about my skin. in a small way she gave

me confidence.

i bought the quiche, sat in the cathedral grounds.

used the salt spray, and did not die.

of it


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