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X . . . no xebecs sail the sixth boro, and my 2100-page dictionary has only 2 and a quarter pages devoted to words starting with “x.” Yet, when X lives in a word, it intensifies. Consider the difference between the mundane “tacks” and the pulse-quickening “tax.” I’ll get back to this deck barge in a moment.
From math we learn that X is the unknown. Of all the steel beyond the eastbound tug Norwegian Sea, backlighting “x’s” out all the details except silhouette. From AIS, I know the ships are tankers Tanja Jacob and Kinaros (member of the elite AMVER group), and beyond them MS Explorer of the Seas.
X . . . experimental, except Twin Tube is not a sailing prototype; rather, it’s half of the Reynolds lightering fleet.
Dutch replica vessels like Onrust and Half Moon often sport XXX somewhere, which some attribute to the laissez-faire of Amsterdam, but in fact,
the letters are crosses and arranged vertically.
Xcentric . . . might be an exhilarated adjective for this twin-telephone booth truckable tug.
X marks the spot . . . the X generating much more excitement than A or B or C . . . marks the spot.
I haven’t seen Treasure Coast in a spell. Check this link for a great high and dry foto of Treasure Coast‘s hull.
Yeah . . . how could I not go here. You knew it too, right?
X . . . the ecstatic letter; English really could function as well with “eks,” but the energy level, the fuel that drives ambition, would be diminished.
All fotos by Will Van Dorp.