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By Jack Joseph Smith

IT am on the Delware coast Forty miles of land almost like Oregon; late in the season, skattered folks, middle class with pole fish- ermen,. and I have been stopping with my swimming and my girl- friend as well away from their lines and the lifeguard went home exactly the day before we got here while in their last week had made One hundred and fifty eight rescue's. It was almost back in the old days when-no- body else was there

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GPT

On the Delaware coast, a nearly empty late-season beach with pole fishermen and no lifeguards becomes charged by the fresh fact of one hundred and fifty-eight rescues.

Oregon enters the Delaware beach as a comparison point, so the coast is already doubled between present place and remembered scale. The middle-class fishermen and the speaker keeping his swimming away from their lines give the shore a social order, but it is one stripped of formal protection. Mentioning one hundred and fifty-eight rescues in the week before arrival makes the emptiness feel ominous instead of serene.

Claude

Delaware coast prose: forty miles almost like Oregon, scattered folks, middle-class pole fishermen, and a lifeguard who left the day before after 158 rescues. The place feels 'almost back in the old days when-nobody else was there.'