He was alone and looked wet as if he may have just washed himself in the nearby public restroom. The lake was deserted and he was first to sit there on a bright cold morning. He removed the top from an old drink bottle and then removed his shoes and socks. Quickly he poured the contents over his toes and washed his feet. He pulled his socks over his cold, wet feet and laced back up his shoes. Then he hauled his pack up onto his back and slowly walked away.
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