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14 May 1996


For decades I've expected to find some sort of treasure on the beach: a coin, a shark's tooth, a glob of ambergris, maybe even a bag of valuables washed overboard from a yacht.

So far, though, all I've found are rocks of varying sizes. I've kept a few that I picked up on special occasions, but now I can't remember where any of them came from.

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