Where Surfboards Are Born
It's like a chemistry lab in here. Or a Detroit automobile factory. But also kind of like an old surf dog’s garage. In other words, I’ve never seen anything like it.
Standing inside the Burford Blanks factory on the Gold Coast, there’s a lot to be taken in. Handmade machines sprawl across the concrete floor. Classic rock booms out of an dusty old stereo. Giant vats of foreign substances stand tall while old surf posters line the walls around them. The air is beaming with phantom traces of a thousand tales told, sometimes truthful, sometimes tall.
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