A Time of Adventure
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I grappled the rope and hoisted myself up onto the decking. A wet hand hung in front of my face, seaweed dangling from the fingertips and as I looked up, it also hung from the tips of his fringe.
"You'd be dead without me, mate."
"What's a bit of adventure without nearly dying?"
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