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Poseidon's Hand
The Sailor's Lament
Jeremy Ashkenas
Five — Decomposed
So here I am, among the lotus blossoms and their lovers. Every morning I crawl across the dunes, to find the flies and beetles on which I rely for my subsistence. If you can read this message, washed up in a bottle on some unknown shore, please come to Djerba, and take me away from here. Take me home.
Five — Original
This message will be ruined, and you with it. A fitting punishment for your crime.
