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Photographic MemoryChapter 5
It was after noon by the time the girls and I made it into the water, and I guess we should have stopped to eat, but we didn't. Making do with the bottles of water, we spent the entire afternoon more or less innocently, drifting between the surf and sand. I was called on numerous times to renew the sunblock on all three girls, but we were never alone, and everyone behaved, mostly. At one stage in the afternoon, all three girls lined up in the water, facing me, and mimed lifting up their...