I love stories like
this. Buried treasure, shipwrecked castaways, high-tech tools. In my next life, I want to come back as
Dirk Pitt and do this stuff for a living. Unfortunately, I'll probably wind up roaming the beach with a metal detector, trudging along with my white Tshirt, khaki shorts, dark socks and sandals.
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you're the guy with the dark socks and sandals? if you know it's shameful, why can't you overcome it?
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