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"I grow old … I grow old …
I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me."
"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" — T.S. Eliot
I was walking around Eastport awhile back when someone, something called to me.
I was lured into Annapolis Maritime Antiques on Severn Avenue — lured strictly by the maritime riches. My visit had nothing whatsoever to do with the hand-carved mermaid "with custom bikini top" in the window.
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