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J. Henry Fair, Eyes On the Edge


Growing up cruising the rivers of the South Carolina coast in a johnboat, I was essentially oblivious to the staggering beauty of this place. After two years of flying repeatedly over these inaccessible places where I wandered as a boy, words seem trite when used to describe the singularity of this region.

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