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| I reinstalled the big Dock Wheel |
Simon and Iraj came for the social media sailing.
The winds were supposed to be almost zero, but it picked up as we departed.
We beat to the gut, doing one tack before the gut and another tack through the gut and sailed to BYC, tacked and then the wind died, and we drifted, chatting about retirement and investments.
Iraj was not "reasonably mobile" as a prerequisite for the activity.
Simon bought me supper at the club,
After supper, I took off for the Jazz Festival with Rachel. We tried to catch the group Angine de Poitrine, a new hot artist. It was too crowded, and we decided to walk home.
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| Burning Bras(s) band |
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