5/7/2553
\\"The water level's receding, another month and there'll be no fish left"
"I told you; business is done for. Tug boat came back last night with half as much haul as we used to get and to top it off, we're on the last crate of tacos since the shipments stopped."\\ END OF RECORDING
31/11/2553
\\"Ther's sand in my taco"
"Shut up Simon"
"It tastes like ****"
"If you complain one more time about your bloody taco then I'm gonna hit you into nex... "\\ END OF RECORDING
After the human covenant war came to an unsteady standstill, an old forgotten dockyard basques in the glow of the age old sun.
A remixed longshore designed from the ground up for infection