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12017-04-27T14:27:09-07:00Sergey Gasparyan5eb9dcf35f2f9f6e424e3bb31083eacf8e41f956178942Narrative for my trip to the Beach Boardwalkplain2017-04-27T14:27:52-07:00Sergey Gasparyan5eb9dcf35f2f9f6e424e3bb31083eacf8e41f956
As I walked down the sidewalk toward the entrance of Cowell Beach, I could see a multitude of people waiting in the water for the upcoming wave. As the wave approached, the surfers, like a group of ants, rushed to keep at its fast pace. Many were unable to make it on time, but the lucky few soared across the gleaming water until the wave consumed them. The sound of the crashing wave startled me, and I looked down to realize that I had arrived at Cowell Beach.Read more!