You are careful to shake the sand off your clothes and shoes before getting back into your car. Men in black uniforms wait at the exit for those who aren't so fastidious. But there is sand in the parking lot and sand across the road, and they're checking tires now. You drive back into the parking lot, get out of the car, and return to the dunes. The seagulls resume their mockery.

     

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