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Mitch, Ken, and Phil went all-in with the new look. The DAKS lightweight, man-made fabrics were climate appropriate; the trim-fit styling seemed ideal for lean physiques. They had seen the future, and it was casual. Resort life? Hard to pass that up: no socks, matching safari shorts, and hold those horn-rims in your palm just so and the world’s your oyster.

But less than 72 hours on the island, each man sensed an emptiness—a vague kind of doubt that, as gently and steadily as the morning tide lapping against the shore, gained prominence. Is that all there is?