I boarded the fast ferry off Nantucket with an iced coffee and a slight hangover and was pulled - as if by riptide - onto the streets of Hyannis before I could swim parallel to the shore and grab one last rum runner at the Tiki. It’s rare to have a group of friends that has only gotten better over the years. As far as this trip goes, it's like we've weeded the garden and the flowers can finally get some direct sunshine.
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