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I spent many days of my youth and early adulthood striving to catch the perfect wave. It was a ritual spent with close friends... We'd cruise to Emerald Isle or Topsail Island with hopes of at least 3 to 4 feet and glassy... most times to find shore break or choppy. I would even don the wet-suit and venture out on those cold February days like portrayed in this painting titled "Cold and Choppy". The lingo in this short text may sound odd but anyone who has ever surfed knows what I'm talking about.
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