I will run out of women before I begin again. Let me remain dead in this land of the Predator. They sneak in like smoke, and then you are gone. No replay permitted. If you can read this lampshade./@Helllooootoooth.dare says the Orca. Real in life… eye to eye and his sonar probing me. His wife giving birth to his child. That is a powerful sonar burst… intense… so intense that it heals you. I will return if needed, it says, like the father to the son and daughter.
Lesa was with me often at the cove and my other spots. I was a surfer chasing the wave, and she was my surfer girl. I am actully not making it up.
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