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The sea was violent and the weather unpredictable and it did not matter, the bearded man said. The sea was theirs to explore for they could not stand still, they had to move to feel alive, the sea called them at night, howling at their windows, urging them to cross it to a new world, to meet those who lived there and to hear their stories.

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My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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