Despite the gloomy weather, we were out surfing in the rain.
As we sit on the surfboard, raindrops exploded into little droplets bouncing
off the surface causing white mist. It enveloped the sea, which, at the time,
was as warm as morning piss. It was a pleasant contrast to the cold rain. Then
a set came. We paddled. And rode in the haze.
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