PATNEM
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The distant dolphins out in the wide blue bay
The shoals of tiny fish fizzing the water in dark patches
The cows by the cool of the sea
The sandpipers, their impossibly small legs working double time to take them up the beach
The noisy packs of noisy dogs like adolescent boys all territorial in a playground
The dogs madly chasing the sandpipers and crows... do they, ever, catch one?
The White-Throated Kingfisher, the common Kingfisher,
The crabs ever scuttling to their holes as you approach
The dragonflies
The crabs with their borrowed conical shells
The Indian Sea Eagles and Brahminy Kites wheeling above the trees and the head
The diverse large butterflies
The sandflies, the mosquitoes, the flies
The big black bumblebee buzzing around behind
The big red ants, tiny red ants, the tiny black ants, the giant black ants
The roosters crowing
The occasional cat
The dead grey-black cow by the river past the head
The dogs and crows tugging at the fresh, newly stenching carcass
The midsized fish leaping in the sea
The occasional large monkey, long tailed and whitefaced
The bobbing head of the swimming tourists
The jewelery sellers hawking forlornly the early season beach, too numerous for too few tourists
The waiters looking out for business
The fishermen in the boats way out
The boys and youths playing cricket and football
The tourists playing bat and ball
The sun-lounging Germans
The acrobat kids on the makeshift tightropes with their makeshifting mothers
The youth with his needles and his ear scam [?]
The bored uniformed armed policemen occasionally strolling the length of the beach
The cleavages and pectorals, the fat European guts and the pregnant bulges
The strong black English swimmers way out to sea, front-crawling from headland to headland
The occasional gaggle of young Indian men, gawking slyly from the side of their eyes at all the Caucasian female flesh
The English guys on the pull, and the apparently keen Swedish and German girls
The early-lunching old women
The milk white toddlers laughing
The tottering local infants with their laughing mothers and/ or fathers
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