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agtSP.. the sailors were caught in a terrible six pushes storm.

it pushed them to vigor-ous-ly chant.. ''hk hk.. kk hh // hr hr.. rr hh'' strongly.

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just about to sink when there was some break in the woosh.. and glimpse of a sheltered cove.

''any

port

in

a

storm''

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they beached the ABC and snapped it back into bath towel.

m/p/hps/ug/et-al threw up their meditation shelters and sat/curled up to rest/dream while wind blew.. storm cracked but at least they'd die with MM on their back.

when the storm cleared by the unseen hand of GOD

[p'atma

[holy spirit

[destiny

[chance

[heisenberg's uncertain princely pals]]]]]]

they saw that the beach was a narrow margin to a GREAT FOREST of UN-KNOWN CHARACTER.

at least that's what the sign on a path lee ding in to it read.

in they went...

will they find SITA???

ask the 🐸 in the Blog if you want hear more.

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