Once I saw a tv documentary showing how a carnivorous flower got its prey into itself. It was a tasty hole, for a fly's mouth, that attracted insects. Once within it, the fly could not escape for the open hole seen from outside was a deadly spiked weapon seen from inside.
The spikes I see pointing at myself - the sharks and the distance - weren't needed to keep me enclosed inside the desert island: the sole reminiscence of civilization is enough.
I found a little river and the water tasted good. I have checked I made a correct choice: there is no one at the island. This was an easy task to accomplish for the island is small.
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