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This afternoon at the beach a mob of surf kids run down yelling and whistling to call a dad out of the waves.

“Dad! Someone says there’s a shark at the point.”

Dad paddles in, treats them solemnly. “Yeah, but that’s over there.”

Over there is maybe 300 metres away.

Dad checks with second surfer. “Yeah, mate, heard that. But it was a hour ago.”

Dad surfers paddle back out. It’s the Saturday before Christmas. They’re not at work or at the mall. Waves are waves.

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