Tide's better.
Tchhhhh... water. You see a drowned man once, you don't forget it: every damned limb's iced up and heavy, and black water's coiling in his lungs. Same thing if you go down fighting, or if you lie still. No use to -
...whatever. Hah. The rats aren't back.
Alma, Daisya, Marie. We're moving out. I'm not waiting on more water.
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Didn't you build this house?
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