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It happens every Friday evening, almost without fail, when the sun resembles a giant orange and is starting to dip into the blue ocean so peaceful is the setting. Old ED comes strolling along the beach to his favorite pier. Clutched in his bony hand is a bucket of shrimp. He walks out to the end of the pier, where it seems he almost has the world to himself. The glow of the sun is a golden bronze now, everyone has retreated for the day except a few joggers on the beach. Standing out on the end of the pier, old Ed is alone with his thoughts but thats the way he likes it along with