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To the brave. To the untamed. To the rebel. To the wild. To the fighter. To the dissident. To free women and men. Yours is the blue and yours are the waves. Yours is this bunch of broken chains. Yours is the time to make a stand.
Nothing like the silence to hear your own noise. The gears, the clogs and the cling clongs. They rumble in your head all day non-stop. Nothing like the silence to make a choice: to paddle far, far away from it all.
All hail the creatures of the night, when magic happens in plain sight. Predator and prey look eye to eye doing their dance under the moonlight. You, lucky witness of nature’s fight, it’s time to paddle back to the seaside.