



as i get up my get-up to boogy-down in the desert, my heart continually turns its gaze on the past weekend: a sensuous feast on the point reyes dunes with my closest family. a transcendent, super-conscious extravaganza. it felt as if, insulated from time, we had an intimate sand world all to ourselves and our senses. it was perfect and real. i love you guys.
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