The waves of life end somewhere, as does humour. At the water's edge, next to the sea foam and small pieces of plastic you will find possibly a copy of this book, Moving rhythmically to the force of the moon's gravity. Does it happen to have a pulse this bobbing thing? I would agree it does, as do the quickly moving day Bus excursion party Falling over the quickly taken steps, and into the warm hardly safe well-lit vibrating carriage. Like...