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The hurricane had blown in unexpectantly across our island paradise, suffice to say, the next day was one of awe & serious clean-up. And in the midst of it all, anger sprang forth & the drunks got cut for stealing, feeding their hungry faces with king crab inside the burned out shack.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
The Scars of Hunger
The hurricane had blown in unexpectantly across our island paradise, suffice to say, the next day was one of awe & serious clean-up. And in the midst of it all, anger sprang forth & the drunks got cut for stealing, feeding their hungry faces with king crab inside the burned out shack.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
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