This didn't matter much to me, for when I was out for a run I didn't bother eating an ice-cream at the moment. I was just happy that I had reached this ice-cream kiosk, which for me marked the turning point. For now I had finished the strenuous run in the sand along the beach across the tangle of seaweed, and I could now change to the trail on the inside of the lagoon for the return run.

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