PART-SPACESHIP, PART-SKYSCRAPER

I step aboard the 52 ft. Catamaran. It’s unearthly; part-spaceship, part-skyscraper. I can’t see my own face, but I’m pretty sure that it looks just like the face of an animal that froze inside a block of ice- a lot of fight mixed with frozen flight.  A man named Carlos shows me around; how to...

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