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Alexandra's Wreck What are the minnows sewing as they swim back and forth between the rotting boards? These boards that have lain on the ocean bed for days on end welcoming sand and algae like long lost friends. Their rotting innards hold the key -- the secret questioned in a landlubber's court when her bones were found under the sea. Only 3 - three passengers according to the boards, though only 2 - two made it home that night in December when the air was chilly, the seawater cold. The 2 - two men with their lips sealed; silent like fish - deadly as sharks have never told the entire fisherman's tale. The boards of the rotting boat they know the intricate story and whether the ending was accidental as the tale was told. The boards they know the impossible -- the words spoken in shock or as clever plans in a love triangle built for 3 -- three notes played -- suddenly a song out of tune. If you want to understand you must be able to hear the music of the water and then know if she slipped and fell, or if the 2 - two men banished her into the sea.
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