THE UNKNOWABLE TOM BLAKE
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Occasionally I will pass my keyboard-calloused hands across the near and far fields of surf history, eyes closed, senses open, from Mamala the Shark Woman to the Swell of '39 to T-Street, checking the sport's auras and chakras and whatnot. All part of the job. And without fail, while performing this survey, things go dark when I pause and hover over Tom Blake. I marvel at Blake's range and drive ...
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