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The light of day is screaming,
shook by the calls of howler monkeys,
their low roar hanging in the salt,
in the black sand riding the wind,
as Playa Negra outstretches its infinite arms.
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I never liked Jim Flowers. He always seemed to me like a cheat, a liar, and a fool, not to mention that he had the best luck I’ve ever seen put into action. He was proof that in the natural order of things, there is no justice.
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