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Rocks of all shapes and sizes, pressed against each other, lead to a blue expanse that reaches into the the fog covering the horizon, a direct contrast to nearby rattling and shrill demands.

Sitting on a picnic table on St Leondards-on-Sea's boardwalk, facing the English Channel, families to my side eating fish and chips, ice-cream.

The waves are gills.

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