You know what they say about men with big feet, don't ya?" A man in back smirked at me. I really didn't know what to say. I had heard the saying about men with big feet were supposed to be well hung, but I had no idea what would happen if I said something.

It was as though they [the gulls] waited upon some signal; as though some decision had yet to be given.

Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; While night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.

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