When I watched this I assumed that the 2012 and Mayan calendar was correct, gloom and doom. A post apocalyptic surf world. The music was wild and strange. It was hypnotic...a ring of perfect surf. But, luckily, I already have this...it's called a kite. I really don't have to go in circle...wait...yes I do, if I want to come back home. Trippy.
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