Cold deserted beaches have always been something of a mystery to me. The place once full of joyful voices is of no interest to anyone now, completely. Empty sands under the grey skies, lonely lifeguard station, a few fishermen in the distance and the wind – a bleak Saturday morning in November.

Recorded November 28th, 2009.
Published December 6th, 2009 (2.1 mb).

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