"They’ll sit there all day, till their shift changes. The action’s all at night, less of it now that there’s the fence."

"And yet many people die because of it….. But I crossed without trying,… The fence just crumbled away…"

"It does that out there on the beach sometimes. The ocean  is rough and the saltwater eats away at things….. If you had been trying to cross, it wouldn’t have happened for you like that. You would have been caught," he said. "Or the fence would not have broken."

Magdalena just looked at him. "Is that so?"

"It’s the way life is."

"The way life is?"

"I believe it has something to do with the irony of human action."

"I didn’t know you were a philosopher."

"I’m a worm farmer."

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