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12/20/05
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way back when life wasn't this hard.
i never had to get up at dawn to freeze myself in ice cold water.
life wasn't about waiting: for the tide to be right, the swell to grow, the wind to rise, the summer to come. a perfect day wasn't about getting hit, burnt, drowned and thrashed to the point that it was impossible to ride one more.
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