Hot coffee, cold morning, undisturbed rippleless waters around Pino. I see someone stir aboard a fishing vessel anchored nearby, he starts bringing down his dinghy from the davits, I see the outboard, fuck, any moment now, he puts two oars in, oh, casts off in total silence and goes for a short row.
MY GUY
@lyncia I like it, when folks turn up with rowboats strapped on their lifelines, you just know they're going to be the best neighbors.