Childhood summers in Ontario, swimming in lakes with no idea how deep they were, dark, murky water full of things I couldn’t see that moved past my legs. Fish, reeds, boys’ hands – who knew? But all I could think about was sharks. And Orca
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Childhood summers in Ontario, swimming in lakes with no idea how deep they were, dark, murky water full of things I couldn’t see that moved past my legs. Fish, reeds, boys’ hands – who knew? But all I could think about was sharks. And Orca |
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