This is Quinn's fiancée with an addendum. The sailboat in question looked to be a 44 foot mono. That sailboat caught fire somehow, none of us saw exactly how that happened, and then it burned incredibly evenly, bow to stern, for hours. We all saw the mast go up in flames and keel over into the water. We worried about possible explosions with the gas tanks.
There was absolutely no emergency response. No visar, nothing. Five hours later, no one's acting like anything's amiss. We have other things to do, so this isn't our focus, but this entire night has been so utterly bizarre that it seemed worth commenting on.
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