In the harbor front, the air is cool, which is a relief from the infernal heat of the past few days. I sigh upon seeing the open water. Never mind it's not the expanse of the Pacific ocean, Lake Ontario has its own marine charm.
There are restaurants with open patios lining the walkway along the pier, where several boats of various designs are moored, disembarking passengers or settling in for the night.
The moon is out tonight, subtle behind a misty veil. The old ship seesaws and creaks on its spot.
In the distance, she looks so pretty in red tonight.
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