Tomoko ran down to the beach in her bare feet. The pine needles stabbed at her as she went through the groove. The tide had come in, and she had to climb over the rock to the bathing-beach.
“Oh? You’re related to the people who drowned at A. Beach? That’s too bad. Two children and a woman all at once, they say.”
Yukio Mishima
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