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Not really deserted. But a time of transition in a coastal town, when the holiday season is over and almost all the tourists have left.
The fishermen and seagulls remain, in more tranquil surroundings.
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"Maybe you recognize me! That's me standing on the wall between those two guys. I'm Steven Seagull, a crazy mixed-up bird: A zen-like environmentalist....with a vicious streak.
If these two bozos don't give me a handout soon, I'll probably lose the plot and beat the $#*! out of them."
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