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Monday, car engines, horns honking, garbage cans and trucks, radios, music, news talk, signs, lights, voices, decisions, more noise. Took a drive to the ocean, went under the water today, and for the first time in a long while, I heard nothing. I feel salty. I feel baptised. I look foward to my options, the ocean calls.
- Billy Yeager -
Sublime sights sometimes reward long hikes through dense rain forest. Canadian island delights.
- Billy Yeager -
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