Next stop Wick and for what it seemed like, it was an abandon town. On one of the first corner we past, there was a small beautiful but dead rabbit on the ground, with a tight red ribbon around its throat. Abandon may be a wrong word, since there were people there, mostly driving by or some crewcut kids on bicycles. All the building around seamed so dead, colorless and sad, though the raining light fog may have been a contributing factor, or maybe it was that three out of five stores we past had been boarded up and closed for ever as it seemed. A positive surprise was the brand new, high quality marina. We asked the harbor officer, and he told us that the marina actually was just a week old. He could also
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