Kitesurfing Hurricane Irma
It was just past 6 a.m. when the sun began to give light through the thick layer of dark cloud. I could see the ocean out of my bedroom window, and she was angry. Nervous with excitement my girlfriend jumped out of bed, “Irma’s here! Irma’s here!” Irma was indeed here, and the party was just getting started.
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