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2004-12-15 2:42 a.m. harbourfront sails under wraps. mast in motion with the wind. night outside the portholes. high tide low tide measured by ramp steepness and being able to see the bottom sand floor covered in stubbie bottles and junk 200 masts mark thehorizon waves pound the barrier and the barge runs are hours overdue what the fuck do i know about boats? alls i can do is bail the rowboat from the dock jump from stern to stern across the blue dragon shut us into the cockpit at night its a timeless ark could have been any era