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Hauling a boat. Sad period of waiting and desolation, of melancholy and envy.

A small sailboat with a quivering keel looks out to the sea, unjustly held back by its sadistic cradle, separated from his bride by a thick barbed wire from which only the sound of the wind and waves pass through.

Sorry Sweety.  What are we not putting you through?  Come on. Only 36 days left before launching!  So long !


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