In town, there's a tiny beach that's never busy, not even in the summer.
I used to like walking there, looking for stuff.
Like old fireworks.
Or kelp.
A hat knocked off someone's head by the wind.
You basically never find what you were expecting to.
And maybe you weren't expecting to find anything right from the start...
— Inio Asano
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