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Bob Harris

The cat-crazy men who got me sailing

The rain was relentless, splashing up my pants, pouring down my collar and making me shiver with cold. The state of the atmosphere was less

A man wearing a cap holding a fish out on the water

From the Editor: Coming Home

Back in 1990, I was fresh out of a gap year following high school, bouncing from friend’s couch to friend’s couch and desperately in need

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