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´╗┐In front of the New Ferolle lighthouse, facing the ocean, "Anaboliset Aineet" the stone looks like basalt "Anabolika Definition" steps built by a mason who, sometime in the process, simply lost his way or his mind.

None of the steps are even, some a couple of feet high, some mere inches, some as much as four feet from tread to tread. But at the water's edge, the rock is precisely level, so that the lips of the waves run straight in across the rock, the water barely more than a centimetre deep, and the wet spreads over the dry as quickly as a butterknife sweeping over a coast of toast.

In front of the Comprar Levitra New Ferolle lighthouse, facing the "Oxandrolone Powder India" ocean, the stone looks like basalt steps built by a mason who, sometime in the process, simply lost his way or his mind.

None of the steps are even, some a couple of feet high, some mere inches, some as much as four feet from tread to tread. But at the water's edge, the rock is precisely level, so that the lips of the waves run straight in across the rock, the water barely more than a centimetre deep, and the wet spreads over the dry as quickly as a butterknife sweeping over a coast of toast.

You can sit and watch the water ebb and flow, watch the seaweed spring to life with the water and then lie flat and slippery on its side when the water pulls away, and you can do that for far too long, caught up in a reverie too fixed to be anything but hypnosis.

Off to your left, the bog plants are spread in their own long sweep of sweet smelling summer heat, and there are isolated chunks of wrack and spindrift thrown well in past the tideline, suggesting that, in winter, this is not a forgiving coast. There are burls of knotted tree roots cast far up in the Bolt 200m bog, patterns of pieces of unlucky boats, and the standard waste of the modern world: five kinds of broken glass and 40 odd different types of plastic.

Out under the water, there must be caplin, because the potheads are working back and forth along the shoreline like they mean business, diving and rising in an even, regular line. Caught between the corners of the grey stone squares are huge widespread spiderwebs bellied in the steady ocean wind, black spiders caught in their centres as if merely along for the endless sideshow ride, and the same wind darts across the bogland like fingers ruffling hair.

There are pitcher plants and yellow lady slippers, the heads of unfolding pink orchids on slender grassy necks, and scores of bunched flowers, many colours, that share only the distinction that they will be gone in a handful of days, so that you see them now, or not again for a full year. Bees and dragonflies hover, assessing.

The water stretches flat forever in front of you, while behind you there is a small town Equipoise For Sale of tuckamore, stolid and turning its back to the wind. Off to one side, there is a long, flat beach for what else would you call it, even though it is one huge panel of stone slanting down into the sea? and gathered on its shore are a million treasures: mussel shells the size of your Equipoise Bloat fist and wrapped in white coral like the ocean's doctor had set them in a cast; the tags from seven years of lobster pots all crushed like dreams in late spring ice; black plastic net floats and, always, the sole of someone's sneaker overboard.

Whelks by the score, each one larger than the last, and just to prove mortality exists, the skull of a seagull, stripped bare and white, a small caterpillar of vertebrae curling out behind it. Something has carried away most of the rest of the carcass, but wings must not be good eating: they lie folded nearby.

Someone else has made a flag pole out of a tall fir stripped of its branches and rolled out of its back from being carried up and down the rock by the waves, and a red plastic pennant rattles crisply at the top. There are a dozen colours of shotgun casings scattered around, their metal feet ranging in oxidation from bright brass to granular grey, but each cartridge "4-chlorodehydromethyltestosterone Ireland" has been fired, each firing pin a dimpled dent.


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