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The Naked Beat

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I pulled into the parking lot of the marina and made my way down the pier. The smell of the salt water and the sounds of the seagulls squawking inundated my senses. I spotted Harrigan polishing the big silver bell at the bow of the Silverbell. He poured all of his affection and spare time into that boat after he and his wife Sarah divorced. They never had any kids, so he sort of became the model of a lonely, crotchety old man, even before he was old.

He looked up and saw me and started shaking his head quickly...

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