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When I was eighteen or so I went to the beach for the day with a group of friends. There were 4 guys and 3 of us girls on the trip. My best friend’s boyfriend borrowed his father’s caddy for the trip and it was very cozy if cramped ride on the way down. We had a great day; I just love the beach, I could spend all my life there and be perfectly happy. After a day of soaking up the sun and swimming and drinking a bunch of beers, it was time to pack up and think about heading home.

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