a death, a sea shell, a radio and a jacket

this particular part of the ocean had never seen a jacket like this. it was green and made of synthetic material. it had two long sleeves and a zip that ran up the front. but it was not these things that made it new, for the ocean had seen many zips and many sleeves. it was the body that filled the jacket – the almost transparent skin - that made the sand and the shells and small fish nervous. the tag said his name was jerrebie meremi. he did not sound or look or die like a fisherman.

he just arrived one day, as things often do, and that - my little sea urchins - is where our story begins.

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to be continued...