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| "Camilla and I fought our way from the top deck to the pier. Babies crying, people calling to friends on the landing, and the toot of the ferry's horn as the boat spit out cars from the hold made it impossible to talk. A breeze cooled my face and the smell of fried seafood made my mouth water. The blue sky dipped to meet the water, and the bustle of people brought the island alive for me. The trip might be fun after all." |
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