This is Sunken Meadow, not Atlantic City. Mike and I took a walk along the water on Friday evening.
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This is the time of day I love the beach, when most of the people have gone home and it is a little cooler. I hate crowds and heat!
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We got a big kick out of this seagull, who came flying by with a crab in his mouth. He played with it for a while, but finally gave up. I guess he realized he couldn't eat it. Mike threw the crab back in the water to live another day.
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