August 20, 2009

Nowhere was the weather so pronounced as that peninsula, where the rain blew sideways and the clouds changed as often as the light. Their umbrellas turned inside out against the gale, their shoes never really dried out.

At a certain point, it became useless to ask the question any more. The answer, every time, was, “It’s very changeable. It’s always cold and wet.”

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