Sand through my toes
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Surfing is my life. You know the typical mother remarries and you move houses. Well I'll tell you one thing, this isn't typical, I mean yes, it is true but did you know my step grandmother is a lunatic? or the my biological father is potentially mentally unstable? Atleast I have the waves...
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