Paragraph of the Week (Part 6)

And here is the next installment of the series. We’re starting to finally get into a little more story!

The waves broke over the pointed rocks. Sheets of ice were impaled over the stones, bleeding out water, foam, and garbage. Cigarette butts were a common sight, wrappers even more so. Directly below him, the area was free of the garbage that plagued the ice and rocks. John lifted the key off his neck, gazed at it with a heavy frown, held it over the railing, and opened his fingers.

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