“May God bless you and may your bones bleach in these sands.” The Captain toasted his now wrecked ship, a haunting farewell to the vessel that had faced the untamed seas. Turning to his men, he held aloft a bottle of whisky, a grim yet resolute gesture in the face of adversity. “Boys,” he said, […]
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DeLaura Beach for the Night
He left the deserted beach behind, traversing a lily-covered bog as he ventured towards town, seeking the simple comfort of a hotdog from Costco. Little did he know, membership was the ticket to that savory delight, and the stone-faced sentinel at the door wasn’t budging. A faceless fortress of commerce, this part of Warrenton was […]