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About two weeks after he arrived in Goa, Timothy left his house early in the morning to look for dolphins. A traveler in Varanasi had told Timothy things about Goa that made him think dolphins would come right out of the water to kiss him. Timothy could imagine the feel of a dolphin's skin under his hand, how it would be rubbery and wet. Friendly.
It was very early when they started walking to the beach. The air was cool and wet. A storm had swept through the night before and the rain had flown into Timothy's little room. He had to hop out of bed and close the windows, but still it trickled in. The house had a tiled roof, with some broken tiles, and old windows. When morning came, the landlady brought a few towels and mopped the floor.
The sun was out as Timothy reached the long, str
