Monday, May 23, 2005
There were tiny crabs that would crawl out of holes in the ground if you stood still for long enough. Then, they would gather sand together with their claws and spit on it to make these tiny sand balls. It was weird. What is so funny is that the tide comes in and washes away all their work every day... yet they continue to do it
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