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    THE WOODEN SHACK

    Oct 04, 2020 2 minutes

    I remember waking up in our old wooden shack by the beach in Margaret River to the sound of my dad’s footsteps, and then him telling me to go and have a surf.

    I was only a little girl but I remember it like it was yesterday. That feeling of wonder and awe for what the ocean

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