Brother!.
All of us, at least what they feel, have a sea in which it moves and sometimes agitated, with waves slamming against the rocks of ignorance and sorrow and makes us increasingly isolated from the world.
But! Maybe it's the thought of the sea that gives us the hope of finally land in a port of peace and inner well-being, where everything around us we seem worth living!.
I hope that my future course will meet soon with your order to drink like two old buccaneers what we think is the meaning of life, free from all this crusty old seaweed and shellfish covering our eyes, like the portholes of an old pirate ship which, while not bound to written laws and regulations, which by good Pirates have never accepted, it follows a route from free maps and marked only by starlight.
Joe the Pirate (spiaggista return)
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