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I am sitting on steep ground overlooking a nicely shaped right-hander rolling in shallow pristine waters over a slab punctuated by sea urchins and corals. Around me a bunch of local kids approximately eight or nine years old are screaming for every wave coming in and talking to me in Portuguese, commenting on how they could have caught that wave as any surf dude from any other place on Earth would do. I suddenly realised then that I just happened to arrive in one of the liveliest surf communities I ever been to in my life.
