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the disappearance of a shipwreck

the pick-up that carried a ship
the pick-up that carried a ship
It was mid morning and the sun was gently lighting-up the scene of a red-wine colored pick-up being loaded up with heavy chunks of metal that had just been cut off the remains of a shipwreck, landed on Tarkwa waterfront. Shadows were weakened by the presence of Harmattan dust that diffused sunlight. A pair of muscular young men were standing at the back of the pick-up to receive the chunks lifted up by another team of six. They were employed by the owner of the pick-up who stood by watching the scene. They had a similar structure as the crew I had met working on Ilashe beach.
One of the boys was keen to show-off a bit, so he was holding his golden rimmed feature phone in one hand while maneuvering upward a large piece of metal to tilt it further. This was not very efficient but he must have thought it looked cool!
a pilot ship landed here a few years ago
a pilot ship landed here a few years ago

A large space was full of water like a crater lake surrounded by sand hills. I remember that we had visited this place two years ago and there was then a complete ship.
The torch-cutter was stylishly wearing his protection goggles on his forehead, he did not seem to mind looking, with unprotected eyes, at the incandescent end of his torch melting the metal.

2015 flash-back, the ship dismantling had just started
2015 flash-back, the ship dismantling had just started

cutting the last pieces of the ship
cutting the last pieces of the ship


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