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Today’s messy surf at Downhill strand, Northern Ireland, gave me a little time to stroll the empty beach – maybe it was the chilly temperatures and the heavy rain? – but also to observe some of the perfect morsels of impermanence in the area. With soulless, masked shop fronts and covered empty sites rife on the island, it is often difficult to appreciate the beauty, and delicacy, in what has been left behind.