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I would like to unearth this town I said at that moment to Lisa. Watching the waves melt into nothing for the 13th time. There’s gotta be something down there that makes some fucking sense. Yeah, she said beer bottles and condoms and bikini thongs. I flicked my cigarette out the window, the hail washed it down invisible. The sharp sound of fingernails ticked against the metals sides of the car. I know that shit Lisa. There’s got to be something more to a tourist town in the dead of winter. You can’t keep on wanting said Lisa. It’s not going to get you anywhere.