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My Family and Other Animals by Gerald Durrell
Along the Bournemouth sea-front the beach-huts turned blank wooden faces towards a greeny-grey, froth-chained sea that leapt eagerly at the cement bulwark of the shore.What's a 'blank wooden face'? I've sure its supposed to mean the face of a shape (as in 3D shapes/geometry), but I can't help but think of it as if its a person. Poor person, made out of wood and drenched in the tides. And what a storm it is as well, keen to destroy cement!
