40.9737° N, 72.1437° W The redhead. On the eastern shores of the northeast, salty waves bathe a glacial mass shaped like a whale. This is Long Island. At its edge, dubbed ‘the end’ the Montauk lighthouse proudly pulses her bright light to brave sailors and hardened lobstermen. The Atlantic can roar. She can be vengeful. Over the past 100 years alone she has engulfed our dear whale like a tempered orca, eroding and encroaching on our town. And yet, at…