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Aug 17
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the challenge 2 * the rise of samsy dwellings
That funny little man with the glasses there, and the shorts .. This is his story.
Who is this man and WHAT is he doing .. ?
Read one explanation here Monday 5 pm US time ..
a lost life
She was a small and beautiful girl, a capricious and effervescent youngster whose light shone bright at Bondi - her shining beacons were of brightness and naivety
it isn’t over boys.
We hurt when someone mentions the days when it was all about catching waves - when we were lean and hungry and as brown as old floorboards.
session at south avalon
He confided to his little lady that all surfers are saints and the youth of today are an example to all the ages.
ballet and surfing 3 – wrapping it up
There is an unfortunate misconception about that ballet and surfing are mutually incompatible - follow the thought here ..
ballet and surfing – 2 – the layback backhand pig-dog
Imagine Johnny Boy Gomes wrenching off this stunt in 1997 ..
ballet and surfing – 1 – how to look like a real champ.
surfers and ballet dancers - are they interchangeable? .. today's focus.
The El-Nonchalanto or the ‘ Look at Me I’m so Calm ‘ manoeuvre.
How to look like an idiot at Teahupoo
the new surf-pro look for 2016
You wanna be a pro-surfer? .. Well, do Ya? .. The answers are here, and in commercial confidence.
the gilltrap
Living in Yamba, being part of the great design - all for the love of riding a wave a better way.
the surfers image, how fashion writers see you .. ..
Imagine. You do copy for an ad agency. They are doing the Surf Look. There will be some hurt.
les girls, the boys from the cross come to bondi, things do not go well.
1961, bondi is invaded by the transvestite dancers from the kings cross nightclub, 'the all male review' - everybody hurts
the left just up from winda woppa, a recipe, a breakfast. trawlermen.
Then they all disappeared over the dunes for every hour of sunlight that the sky allowed them. Away to the distance, that curved sweep of trackless beach.
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