Gone for a morning walk , as jim - a physical therapist from maryland did with debbie , one early winter morning by the sea side , felt mist rising , enveloping the faded scenery, debbie was gazing intently the play of tides, for she had an artistic nature, but she could have done that sitting inside the cosy comfort of the car, suddenly she pointed at something being carried by the splashy waves that she thought was a lost treasure trunk, he thought it otherwise a drift wood heavily being pulled back and forth by the freezing winds
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