It's quiet out here, the seagulls.

The sun is warm but it's not too humid. It's actually kind of a great day for fishing.

That's why it sticks.

What does it smell like? Smells like dead fish.

Smells like the water.

What is going through your head right now?

I don't know.

Thinking about what they went through.

I don't know.

I just wonder a lot what it was, what it was like.

They say our people were born on the water.

When it occurred, They say our people were born on the water.

When it occurred, no one can say for certain.

Perhaps it was in the second week or the third, but surely by the fourth,

when they had not seen their land or any land for so many days that they lost count. It was after the fear had turned to despair and the despair to resignation,

and the resignation gave way finally to resolve.

They knew then that they would not hug their grandmothers again. to resolve.

They knew then that they would not hug their grandmothers again,

or share a laugh with a cousin during his nuptials,

or sing their baby softly to sleep with the same lullabies that their mothers had once sung to them.

The teal eternity of the Atlantic Ocean had severed them so completely

that it was as if nothing had ever existed before,

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