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March Madness, All Americans, and the tarnished gold thrum of the Texas Gulf.
The water has got to be 30°C (86°F, my stats remind me the majority of you are American) degrees. It’s 7:30am and the sun, though up, is hidden behind low clouds and sinking fog. The streets of Houston down below are quiet, the giant live oaks lining the streets a stark, vivid green against all the grey of the sky and taupe of the pavement. I’m wearing …
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