By ras | Published: 31.10.12
well it’s a rainy October evening and I find myself on a self-imposed curfew of sorts. down south people are reconstructing after Sandy came through with big wind and bigger tidal surges. I looked for waves a yesterday. one spot I checked has a deep and quickly slopping cobblestone bank leading down to shore. on [...]
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