MOVING SLOW

The wind is a total mystery in Papau New Guinea. I’ve never known it to be so illusive. Half the time I feel like I’m out here chasing something that doesn’t want to be found. As if we are in a game of hide and seek. Wind, we are friends, let’s play sardines instead. Please....

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