Twenty years ago, the familiar tub bred an ample batch of omens; but now water faucets spawn no danger; each crab and octopus—scrabbling jus...

Twenty years ago, the familiar tub bred an ample batch of omens; but now water faucets spawn no danger; each crab and octopus—scrabbling just beyond the view, waiting for some accidental break in ritual, to strike—is definitely gone; the authentic sea denies them and will pluck fantastic flesh down to ...