Southwold, 2012, just down the way from the Sailors’ Reading Room.
“Whenever I am in Southwold, the Sailors’ Reading Room is by far my favourite place to haunt. It is better than anywhere else for reading, writing letters, following one’s thoughts, or in the long winter months simply looking out at the stormy sea as it crashes on the promenade.” - WG Sebald
We are bounded by the sea, and if your view lets some land thing rise proud above its horizon, especially if by some non-seaworthy perspective, you are too far from it.
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