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The Sundance Kid and his Dad charmed travellers aboard and set sail. The hazy dawn outlined a ragtag bunch, straining to view their goal – alluringly advertised on the quayside as the ‘Is-Land’.
Relationships grew tetchy crossing choppy waves in the heightening sun. Some began to strip as the temperature rose noticing their fellow passengers, each bearing their own scars and stories. They docked and disembarked to explore the high peak, the castle or the swimming spots. One couple remained on board, basking in the sun and never setting foot on the Prom-Is-ed Land. They were all day trippers.
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