The first body hit the water. No, hit is too violent a word. There is no word to describe the way the body merged with the water. For one ecstatic moment there were no divisions between girl and ocean. But then the others smashed into the sea, destroying the serenity of the moment before. Chaos. I had to leave.

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         Back at the house I reflect on what I have seen, what I have felt. For a single instant, peace. Peace in this anarchic world, where people swarm unavoidably. Jostling you. Brushing past you. Bumping into you. I can�t stand it. Incessant noise. Constant chatter. I can�t bear it. So many words, all of which mean nothing.
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