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…showed last 75 words of 845 total…this fine, rough substance, watching it slip through his little fists. As I watched him, I could almost feel that sand myself as though for the very first time. He stared out at the ocean as if it were a wonderful magic show. Then he turned to me, smiling and laughing, and began to clap. And I joined him in applauding the wonder, the perfectly natural beauty of the mother of us all, the beach.