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The wind was howling off the sea; only
the very brave pitched right up against the beach. A line rigged from my first upright to that sturdy fence pole, probably saved me from being blown away. |
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The wind was howling off the sea; only
the very brave pitched right up against the beach. A line rigged from my first upright to that sturdy fence pole, probably saved me from being blown away. |
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