"They lean against the breakwater with the confidence of people who have nowhere else to be."

"For a moment, standing at the edge of the beach, it seems possible that nobody is in a hurry to be anywhere else."

"Seen from a distance they look less like vehicles and more like something the tide has left behind."

"Throughout the long afternoon they rock quietly in place, neither arriving nor departing, held between movement and stillness."

"Before the beach umbrellas open, before the trains arrive, before the queues form, there is coffee."