Ennio had always been the eccentric guy of what was decidedly an iconoclastic, creative, rather bizarre group, what the jocks and the normies used to call “out there”. The guys in the circle had been cool with that description. They wanted to be out there-mentally, spiritually, even physically when they could.
Anchor’s dad owned a lumber company, and An…
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