a cold september morning. me and cop decide to swim the the shipwreck displacing three cormorants. the water is warmer than the air. i can't see what i'm photographing. this is what we find. cop is my sun. still we swim back quick and i'm for the new shower. if it weren't for mister i'd be at home reading about the empire of failure. now that we've merged with the elements the day doesn't seem so bleak.