Otto went home, and four flies were suddenly three. Kyrre's friend Per came with us from Singapore to Thailand, through the notorious Malaka Straight. The Pirates were to scared to attack, but the winds were more annoying. But we had a ball anyways, surrounded by thousands of tankers and, unliterally, millions of fishingboats.
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Big sea
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Evening rush
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Go west
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Guitar man
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Hard work
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Heaven
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Homesick
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Independent
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Lankawi
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Malaka
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Marius at night
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Morning mist
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Per Ims Hellebų
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Phone number
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Posing
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Quiet
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