There were long distance swimmers out going parallel to the shore on my last beach walk. Four of them. Women, because voices carry over the water. Brrr, but wearing wet suits. Good for them, I’m jealous.
I had my big camera with the serious zoom. The swimmers would stop to talk.
They don’t look tired or cold or stressed, do they? They were ending their swim back at North Beach.
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