We sent out the SOS call. It was a quarter past four in the morning when the storm broke our second anchor line. Four months at sea, four months of calm seas only to be pounded in the shallows off the tip of Montauk Point. They call then rogues, they travel fast and alone. One hundred foot faces of God's good ocean gone wrong. they call love is a
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ps Bill Peart
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its cute
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love love love it.
we need to hang out.
allie
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