We started to cough as soon as we arrived at South Padre Island for our vacation. Was there something in the air? Had something died? After unloading the car, I went downstairs to say hello to the beach, to jump in the waves. It was 5 p.m., but no one else was in the water. … Continue reading Red Tide. Blood Moon. Dead Fish.
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