If you were considering enviousness, don’t. We were thoroughly derma braised and too hot and the water was icy. Basically sucked. Zahra the Eskimo bobbed in the waves, and Tai built, dug and who-knows-what in the sand. Ulys endured. I said a few choice words, and headed for a bar to work through one of my many Frenchy grammar books. And that was better.
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