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Old Salt sits on the crooked bench at tavern, smokes his old pipe, sniffs his glass and makes big gulp. And immediately he is engulfed by splashes of the waves, sea-gulls cries, sailors voices, whisper of sand of the unknown islands, he sees strained sails and feels hot kisses of beauties of faraway ports among salty touches of the ocean. Gradually illusion fades away. One more glass of “Captain Salt”, please. Think of it as of your very personal sea in the glass. WBA 2018 - Country Winner