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Since the thresher sea first split the valley, horns like this one have kept people connected.
Salesdrivers, printbirds, mobile homes and travelers of all intentions are able to go from island hill to undersea and back, spreading stories and holding us all together
Even if they creak and moan on all sides as you go through the sea.
Their outward, open design makes them look like they're ready to swallow the sky.
Even though it's frightening, going undersea.
Or like they're about to start singing.
it holds the road like a breath
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the horn howls and moans as it catches the wind off the sea
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