Meet Miss Fishfingers, though that’s not her name. She’s taken a liking to The Pier and is setting up a waterfront residence; not a morning person, but she will happily welcome visitors late into the evening. She summons up local treasure from the deep blue and beyond; she revels in the light of her transparent facade. At times cryptic and complex, she is fluent in her ambition and delights in conversation, contemplation, celebration and rumination. Her house is open to all, but please, handle with care.

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