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Courting Steve Irwin’s ghost?

We’re near Grand Cayman, it’s partly cloudy but warm, with gentle swells in the crystal clear Caribbean. Unlike my previous foray into the land of “Papa” Hemmingway’s spirit, the following day I had visions of the late naturalist and all-around … Continue reading

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