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Awaiting a Ferry

Hatteras lays 18 miles ahead. I can't see it from here, but I have faith it's there.

The Cape Hatteras National Seashore is a welcome respite from the infestation of cuteness that is Ocracoke Village. That's not to say I didn't like it, but when one is reminded of the splendor of unblemished, unsullied, and untouched nature, an involuntary sigh of relief shudders through the body as if one has finally come home.

In the end we're all awaiting a ferry, aren't we?

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