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Sometimes someone would speak in a boat

But most of the boats was silent

Except for the dip of the yours

They spread apart

After they were out of the mouth of the harbor and each one headed for the part of the ocean

Where he hoped to find fish

The old man knew he was going far out

And he left the smell of the land behind and rolled out into the clean early morning smell of the ocean

He saw the fosse foressence of the gulf weed in the water

As he wrote over the part of the ocean

That the fisherman cow led the great well because

Because there a sudden deep of seven hundred fathoms

Where where all sorts fish concongregated because of ssthe curcurmade against st steep walls of the floor of the ocean

Here there were concentrations of shrimp and bake fish

And sometimes schools of squid in the deepest holes

And these rows close to the surface at night

Where all the wandering fish fed hwner in the dark

The old man could feel the morning coming

And as he wrote

He heard the trembling sound as flying fish left the water and the hissing that their stiff set wings made as they sw away in the darkness

He was sorry for the birds

Especially

The small delicate dark turns that were always flying and looking

And almost never finding

And he thought the birds have a harder life than we do accept for the robber birds and the heavy strong ones

Why did they make birds so delicate and fine as those sea swallows

When the ocean can be so cruel

She is kind and very beautiful

But she can be so cruel

When it comso suddenly and such birds that fly dipping and hunting

But their small sad voices are made too delicately for the sea

He always thought of the sea as lamar

Which is what people call her in spanish

When they love her

Sometimes those who lover her

Say bad things of her

But they are always said as those she were a woman

Some of the younger fishermen

Those who used boys as floatfor their lines

And had motorboats bought when the shark livers had brought much money spoke of her as our marr which is masculing they spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy

But the old man always thought of her is feminine

And there's something that gave or with held great favors

And if she did wild or wicked things

It was because she could not help them

The moon affects her as it does a woman

He thought he was rowing steadily

And it was no effort for him

Since he kept well within his speed and the surface of the ocean was flattic cept for the occasional swalls of the current

He was letting the current do a third of the work

And as it started to be light

He saw he was already further out

Than he had hope to be at this hour

I worked the deep wells for a week

And did nothing he thought today i'll work out

Where the schools of benneto and albocor are

And maybe there will be a big one with them