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Whistle blowing, fog, heat, fatigue, they all mingle. [...] She returns in the morning when I'm sleeping, covered in seaweed and jellyfish.
N. Καββαδίας, Βάρδια, Εκδ. Άγρα, 1989.
The Mermaid - Shel Silverstein
But don't go swimmin' with a mermaid, son
If you don't know how to swim...