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Indonesia's first generation of traveling surfers were men in search of tubes and solitude. Nowhere else in the world did waves grind away with such sustained, balmy, vacant perfection. Back then Indo was the high performance surfer's wet dream and unequivocal escape. Well... generations change; rules get re-written. Today, the air is as psychedelic as the green room. Kuta as electric as a LA nightclub. Yet still, Indo is the ultimate surf park for those uninterested in rulebooks. There's just more noise now.
Music: Never Stop - Tonite Only
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