JUST LISTEN: St. Thomas Overlook

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The signs for the banana daiquiri started at least ten clicks out, at first just small blue and yellow hints, suggestions that there was perhaps a beverage on our immediate horizon. With each passing K the signs enlarged to mythic proportion. Sweat beaded on our brow. Anticipation. Suddenly the world was reduced to pre-banana daiquiri and the sweet, sweet life after.

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