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YOUR warm flexible suit has been 60 years in the making and it all started with Mr Jack O'Neill and a PVC vest.
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FOR one glorious day the drought broke, La Grav pumped as did every sand bank up and down the Frech coast.
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JOHN John's road to victory at the Billabong Rio Pro, he defeated Joel Parkinson in a one sided final.
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WHAT a difference a day makes at the Billabong Rio Pro, Barra da Tijuca shows it's good face right when it matters.
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HIGHLIGHTS of the Billabong Rio Pro which went down in uber tricky conditions at Barra da Tijuca.
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A pictorial tale of time well spent.
Villa Nova. 9:30 pm. The start of a big night. Dirty martinis and multiple carats.
Documenting the night's decline begins when the salad ends. Arugula and peas.
Charlie Setzler, president of Rusty, and lovely wife settle in before the booze takes its questionable turn. Jamie ignores the happy couple. Takes stock of tomorrow's swell forecast. He also looks at pictures of Puerto Escondido.
He is reeled in. There is no stopping.
The waiter, celebrating his 105th birthday, attempts to hear the word "tequila."
His ears, successful. Patron arrives. Jamie toasts Michael Tomson's better half. "To the waiter. Another 105 years."
Breadsticks chase spirits chase beer. The outside world slowly fades. Michael Tomson is the Keith Richards of surfing. He tells the story of a wild pig hunt which involved nudity and grown men being thrown from hotel balconies.
The story, and appetizers, are savored.
While attention steers toward MT, the waiter steals a nip from Jamie's beer. He is an old pervert. Untrustworthy.
Charmed and charming glances. The camera falls in love. The cameraman gets punched by Mr. Setzler. Michael Tomson tells another story to Charlie Smith. It involves savoring ripe grapes, in 1977, while African children rioted outside. The finer things of life are always finer.
There are momentary pauses in the action. Pleasant instances.
A third story ends with the punchline, "That is why I don't trust Mormons."
A fifth bottle of wine arrives and reserve information is shared. Unfortunately it is a merlot. Fortunately it is good.
The night is blurry. Strange and good. When the food arrives, it is savored. Jamie orders lamb. The relative merits of lamb as part of the American diet discussed by beautiful women.
Charlie Setzler and wife steady themselves. There is more to drink. More to eat.
Charlie Smith stares at Michael Tomson's woman. Michael later threatens Charlie with a lawsuit and a frontal lobotomy.
Tomson adds, "You will be fucked for life." Smith attempts to explain the nuances of Argentinian tango culture as defense. Something he only understands vaguely.
She says, "Bullshit is beautiful" before stirring her extra dirty martini with a stray olive.
Jamie asks, and she answers with a demure gesture.
"Tango? What the fuck?"
DUIs await all.
But happiness never truly ceases.
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