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Or might have happened ...and then how it is actually going. At the moment. Or a moment ago. Sometimes by the time you tell a story, it has changed. Especially if the wind is blowing.
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A couple of photos I took here as Sandy moved in down by the shore. One moment and then another.... Just a reminder to tell the story while you can.
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