It's about dark nights, starry skies, and rushing waters.

It's about young friendships, good beer, and two interesting Dutch fellows.
It's about the glow of the fire, the way the night air chill smells on your skin and in your hair, the feel of the sleeping bag wrapped snugly around your feet...
And the laughter that roars more poignantly than the swollen guffaw of the Pope Agie.

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