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Surfing is a difficult experience to describe. Just what is the attraction, as this chap on the right is doing at Croyde, of sitting in 6degree water for 0.5ft grovellers in January? Poetry is one way of getting weird thought processes across. Here's some: A Taste of Torrance by Amber NEW! Especially For You by Ed Homeless by lorenzo Local Soul . by matt. Shy. by rob I Hear The Wind. by rob In The Morning. by rob |
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