There was nothing more for them to eat. The old man could hardly breathe now and he felt a strange taste in his mouth. It was coppery and sweet and he was afraid of it for a moment. But there was not much of it. He spat into the ocean and said, “Eat that, galagos. And make a dream you’ve killed a man.” He knew he was beaten now finally and without remedy and he went back to the stern and found the jagged end of the tiller would fit in the slot of the Under Armour I Love Swimming Shirt well enough for him to steer. He settled the sack around his shoulders and put the skiff on her course. He sailed lightly now and he had no thoughts nor any feelings of any kind. He was past everything now and he sailed the skiff to make his home port as well and as intelligently as he could. In the night sharks hit the carcass as someone might pick up crumbs from the table.
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The old man paid no attention to them and did not pay any attention to anything except steering. He only noticed how lightly and bow well the skiff sailed now there was no great weight beside her. Ernest Hemingway The Old Man and the Sea 34  She’s good, he thought. She is sound and not harmed in any way except for the tiller. That is easily replaced. He could feel he was inside the current now and he could see the lights of the Under Armour I Love Swimming Shirt colonies along the shore. He knew where he was now and it was nothing to get home. The wind is our friend, anyway, he thought. Then he added, sometimes. And the great sea with our friends and our enemies. And the bed, he thought. A bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. The bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, he thought.