When The Harbor Was Closed
The wind whistled in over the breakwall, singing an angry song as it sliced through the palm roofed cabana where the empty rainbow-hued hammocks gyrated wildly. The waves beat ferociously at the concrete barricade, casting liquid shards of water in all directions. Sarita, one of the other divers who happens to be from Michigan, was […]
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