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Submitted to Contest #321
The colours were gaudier, yet curiously more dull than her memory had allowed. She should not have returned. Of course, it was the wrong time of year for the seaside. Still, the penny arcades, drearily mechanical, shunted their workaday fun. The coins in the coin trap perpetually waited for a tipping point of copper cascades - brash and braying: no gold here. A few old dears struggled about peering at chance through sweaty glass. They were all on the cusp of autumn and waiting for the fall. And she among them. She allowed herself a wry smile...
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