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From the highest level of our exclusive resort there was a ladder you could climb down not even slightly dangerous I'm sure to reach excuse me the private beach Where we'd witnessed horses frolicking in the surf it seemed too idyllic for the likes of us and yet here we are clumping down the aluminium rungs onto the sand, hand in hand Exploring this pristine zone, silent and majestic, we come across the bloated corpse of a puffer fish who we name in our glory/ignorance Puffing Billy, and whose graphic icon is now recognised as the figurehead of our globally successful surf clothing and accessories range including wetsuits, swimwear and rash guards
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Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 4:50 AM UTC
Old Puffing Billy
From the highest level of our exclusive resort there was a ladder you could climb down not even slightly dangerous I'm sure to reach excuse me the private beach Where we'd witnessed horses frolicking in the surf it seemed too idyllic for the likes of us and yet here we are clumping down the aluminium rungs onto the sand, hand in hand Exploring this pristine zone, silent and majestic, we come across the bloated corpse of a puffer fish who we name in our glory/ignorance Puffing Billy, and whose graphic icon is now recognised as the figurehead of our globally successful surf clothing and accessories range including wetsuits, swimwear and rash guards
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Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 4:50 AM UTC
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