In Florida for years and years I lived within walking distance of the warm & friendly Gulf of Mexico.
Then one day I found myself in Michigan, hunkered down in a cabin on a frozen lake for three solid winters.
Knowing how much I missed warm sunny beaches, someone said to me, “We have sand and waves too. Now that Spring has arrived, I’ll take you there.”
Can any ‘recreational area’ possibly look more forlorn, less inviting?
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