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I loved a man named Alex once was a kiteboard instructor in Hood River. Things are sour now, Real fuckin' bad. But he makes an appearance every so often. Met a man at the bar tonight introduced himself as Alex, strike one. Said he was visiting from Hood River, strike two. Asked: "you windsurf?" Said: "no, kite." ****
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Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 4:55 PM UTC
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