The buildup of sand in Block Island’s Old Harbor is pretty extreme this winter.
“Watching a coast as it slips by the ship is like thinking about an enigma. There it is before you, smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, "Come and find out".” ― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness
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