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I took M into town on the bus this morning. (M loves to ride the bus.) We rode it all the way to the ferry terminal. We watched the big boat come in, unload all the people coming from the island, then load all the people heading to the island, before disembarking. We walked along the beach. We walked until we stopped to watch an old man making big bubbles with a loop of rope on two sticks. The…
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