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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris:
The beach was solitary; not a soul was in sight. Close at hand,
to landward, great hills, bare and green, shut off the sky; and
here and there the land came tumbling down into the sea in great,
jagged, craggy rocks, knee-deep in swirling foam, and all black
with wet. The air was full of the prolonged thunder of the surf,
and at intervals sea-birds passed overhead with an occasional
piping cry. Wreckage was tumbled about here and there; and
innumerable cocoanut shards, huge, brown cups of fuzzy bark, lay
underfoot and in the crevices of the rocks. They found a jelly-
fish--a pulpy translucent mass; and once even caught a sight of a
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