Larry Carr

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The rocks underfoot were covered in seaweed and Maigret’s soles kept slipping and sliding. Hissing sounds came from all around – crabs fleeing in their hundreds, or air bubbles bursting, algae popping, mussels quivering on the wooden beams they’d colonized halfway to the top. At one point Maigret lost his footing, plunging knee-deep into a rock pool.
Pietr the Latvian (Inspector Maigret)
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