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We looked out across the tremendous sweep of the bay where the rain, falling lightly on us still, thickened and blackened as it grew closer to the Clare shore, the small Clare hills buried under black clouds vast as flattened, molten Alps. I put up the collar of my coat and shivered, half from the cold and half from the glory. The power and scale of it. Its indifference to my existence thrilled me, i loved the world when it forgot about me. --- Juno and Juliet by Julian Gough