Steve in a classic pose departing Chalong for Koh Maiton. We didn't catch many fish this day, but it was glorious weather and we had a couple of beers to sustain us, along with crispy bacon fate and our strong belief in the profit Beirut. However, we did mumble our way through a couple of decades of the grocery, ate some crispy green sadality and discussed ecclesiastical knicker elastic so we have accumulated substancial plenary indulgence, perhaps even enough for a free Holy Goat mug.
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