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Monday, June 4, 2012
Hand over hand
Hand over hand
The ferry boat crew member hand signaled me to load my car forward forward forward-stop-Hand held up. Cut engine. Hand across throat.
Up top the White Spot cashier held up two fingers to signify $2 Canadian dollars due for the coffee that warmed my hand.I handed her a coin with a queen on it.
I used the hand rail to pull myself up the steep outer stairs to reach the second deck. Another tourist held a hand-held movie camera to capture the Vancouver skyline.
A ferry boat crew member pulled in the rope hand over hand as we backed away from the dock.
All hands on deck, now on their way to the island.
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