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Off-season

Dominoes

tumble sunk

chests respiring

*Olas.

Olas.

Olas.*

Short boards

spiral; foam

chaoes closing

*Olas.

Olas.

Olas.*

howls

swell purple;

storm out slowly

*Olas.

Olas.

Olas.*

Wet suits

pepper

whitewash winter.

*Olas.

Olas.

Olas.*

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courtney-pruitt

30 / F

Published: Aug 30, 2014
LinesWords: 2434

Notes: A surf-town in off-season.
Tags: #surfing #peru #offseason #mancora

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