The furthest western point of the European continent is the Pointe du Raz in France. It forms one arm of the Baie des Trépassés, that roughly tranlates to the Bay of the Dead or Deadman’s Bay. It’s a long story, but it has to do with Ankou and a ghost ship or maybe folk etymology.
In Gaspésie, the furthest eastern point of the American continent, there is also a Trepassey Bay. Same rough story. Same French sensibility.
I’m working on my novel lately, so these things become significant.
I bought a new scarf last night in DTLA. I spend a lot of time there lately with Ela Darling, because I like to be around beautiful wonderful people.