a squall comes up
at night
narrative can start like that
but actually
it starts raining about 10 am
a quick shower
enough to humidify the air
some more
the mysterious medusa
propels itself horizontally
in the murky harbour
there are flashes of sunlight
across the oysters
submerged on the rocks
the images are
woven into our conversation
up ahead
photos are taken
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