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Aug 2020
I've seen paragliders you people wouldn't believe.
Race D wings on fire off the shoulder of Le Saleve.
I watched C wings glitter in the dark near Troinex landing.
All those moments will be lost in the summer of 2019, like… farts in wind.
Return to the UK. Time to fly.
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Ianthechimp
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