A while back we talked about people’s fear of the water. The idea of the not knowing what’s under you and what could be swimming around with you. Well when I go to the beach 30 minutes away from my house, I know exactly what lurks under me and that is exactly why I don’t swim there. New Smyrna Beach, my home away from home, the beach where I learned to walk/ride my bike/surf at, just happens to be the SHARK BITE CAPITAL OF THE WORLD. No thank you is all I have to say.
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