Oyster Bay

A destination? A way of life... a philosophy, if you will. But more to the point, that place in between a dream and waking up, what’s the scientific term for that? Oh yeah, Oyster Bay.

Back in 2018 I was in the middle of sweet little catamaran ride down the swells of Oyster Bay with my confidante Roberto Mucho (an Ivory smuggler/philanthropist...on the run from Interpol, something to do with Phil Collins. I didn’t ask) we were finishing the better half of a bottle of chassagne mantrachette when suddenly light of the moon danced across the surface of the sea and we both knew in that moment... only in Oyster Bay.

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