That sinking feeling
I spent large parts of Monday engrossed by live footage of the salvage operation for the Costa Concordia. It didn’t make for exciting television but it was blessedly free from inane commentary and, with the volume turned up to maximum, I could hear the breeze flapping off the Tuscan coast — and was it my imagination or could I hear the seawater lapping with low sounds by the shore?
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