As the sun's about to set, the calm ocean water slowly wanders along the salty sea, and so does a yacht along its way. The dark old wooden wharf stands as still as a statue. The vehicles make such a racket as they race over the shining metal Harbour Bridge. A buoy bounces up and down as the current goes East. The clouds turn to pitch black,from warm coloured ones as it turns to dusk.
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