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There's only two fisher boats left operating from little Makholma Village Harbor, as for a few decades ago there where dozens. The other one, used by two older brothers, is coming one misty morning from the sea. Only a few Herring Gulls are still there, waiting for their turn, as the Crow family also. The first migrating Cranes are passing souther, otherwise quiet. Autumn calling. |
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