“Fat Bottomed Girls” was all I could think of as I watched a pair of pelicans struggle to lift off the surface of the water. Their ungainly tail ends wobbled just inches above the waves, unevenly weighted like a bathing suit full of sand. Heavily pounding their wings to gain some kind of undercurrent, they buoyed themselves a couple of inches through the air, and then disappointingly dropped into the surf again, with as much grace as... well, as a pelican. Many mornings, I have watched with mild amusement the characteristic crash landing of these clumsy and inelegant sea birds,...

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