TIME IS TIME

It’s 7 p.m. the air is light and my main is bashing in the swell so bad that it just broke the lazy jacks off of my stack pack. I will miss the lazy jacks, but it’s ok, I know how to flake a sail. Night one and I’ve already broken something. I have no...

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