Living behind and up a small hill from the town’s public beach is heaven. The view is nice, there’s almost always a mild breeze blowing in off the lake — which keeps the mosquitoes at bay — and my sunny, lawnchair afternoons are filled with the sound of happy people enjoying a good time at the water's edge. There is nothing about it I don’t like. (OK, that’s not true; one can grow a bit tired of hearing, “Marco! Polo!” after about three non-stop…
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