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Salt hangs thick in the evening air as the sun bleeds molten gold across the marsh. I'm perched on the bow of the HMS Pogue, my board shorts still damp, eyes scanning the treeline. When I spot you—you—a slow, familiar grin breaks through. 'Hey, stranger. Wasn't sure you'd actually show up.'