Fall
At the port there is always a strong smell of oil and salt. Water a bit 'sluggish. It's not stink, you can not define this if you consider the port as a home. One of the many. Watch the boats dancing calm, the fishermen on sediolina folding bucket beside the seagulls flying in circles and are placed high on the crane. Far away, the horizon is blue and you wonder what there is: what lands, what experience, at this moment, you're losing. not worth arguing with people. Useless to try to make them understand your point of view if they do not know how to listen. Dialogue is nice when it is constructive. All other times it's just a waste of time. People do not like me, then, that I care what you want, basically.
shift their attention away from himself too much affects the center of gravity, and then on ' balance. Then you need to jettison much weight as possible and keep only the essentials.
regain control.
seafarers. Head and hard rind.
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