Well, I was here before. And the old man...

The Outside

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Well, I was here before. And the old man—he lived here for twenty-seven years. Lord, the things that happened here. There've been dead ones carried through that door. Lord—the ones I've carried. I carried in Bill Collins, and Lou Harvey and—huh! 'sall over now. You ain't seen no wrecks. Don't ever think you have. I was here the night the Jennie Snow was out there. There was a wreck. We got the boat that stood here down that bank. Lord, how'd we ever do it? The sand has put his place on the blink all right. And then when it gets too God-for-saken for a life-savin' station, a lady takes it for a summer residence—and then spends the winter. She's a cheerful one.

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