From Patagonia's new in-house blog, THE CLEANEST LINE, I love that name and its underlying meaning by the way ...
Fifteen year-olds scare me to death. I’ve never been cool, and 15 was when my nerdiness fleshed out in all its glorious fullness. And now, the great karmic card dealer has dealt me this hand: I’ll be living with a whole posse of them in the Tetons for the next three weeks.
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This crew—all boys—is LOUD; all loud voices, noisy bodies, clamorous movements. They come from loud places where they have to struggle to hear and to be heard.
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Just trust me on this one, you need to read IT, your gonna love IT, so just click IT.
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