Rip-Tides and Undercurrents

Until I was 33 years old, I lived no farther from the Pacific ocean than about five miles. As a child, since bio-dad was a beach-loving athlete of a cop, I spent every other weekend at the beach, my skin the color of bronze and my hair streaked white from sun and salt. Sun, sand, the …

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