eram aproape de mal, apa imi ajungea pina la genunchi. cineva din spate m-a strigat ca mi-a gasit cardul pe care nici nu stiam ca-l pierdusem. m-am intors si l-am vazut tinindu-l in mina, ud si murdar de nisip, in invelitoarea de plastic transparent in care-l tin de ceva vreme, inutil, de altfel.


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