The only place I feel at peace anymore is the beach.
I am projecting inevitable boredom.
The beach is my refuge.
Happy Birthday to my favorite cell mate.
I’m on Cloud Nine.
It’s grand to live a few minutes from the beach.
Sunday dawned beautiful and bright.
I woke up early yesterday and turned on MSNBC.
Life’s a beach.
The beach is my magic potion.
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