LMOST EVERY NIGHT during my walk, I would set up my tent overlooking the ocean and feel an enormous sense of peace. The endless expanse of water is humbling and awe-inspiring, the boundary between the familiar and the unknown. Occasionally, in the presence of a grand lighthouse, the boundary blurs as its beam slowly rotates and cuts through darkness and fog. The mother of all night
Tall tales
Dec 22, 2023
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