Why I Can Be So Low-Key on the 4th of July
I can never remember its official name, so I've always called it the "Other Mother's Beach." It's the small strip of sand in front of the 2nd Street Library. Anyway, it's early (the guys in the sandpit living room said they got there around 7), and you can hardly see the water for the canopies.
We will, however, probably mosey down to the beach for the 15 minutes of snap, crackle, and pop. Distracted from distraction by distraction, or some such verbal chain.
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We will, however, probably mosey down to the beach for the 15 minutes of snap, crackle, and pop. Distracted from distraction by distraction, or some such verbal chain.
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