Back to my favorite harbour beach, the first warm day of spring worthy enough of lolling around in the sun. Only four months had passed, my my, it felt like a long time.
We planned this day mid-week; right after we voted for the city elections and a big breakfast. We got there the earliest we'd ever been, still a little fluey but eager to get in on the sun action. It was almost empty apart from two families with young children running around in the sand and an old lady who looked like she'd been baking in the sun non-stop, she wore nothing but a visor and a bikini bottom, her sagging bosom shriveled reaching down to her belly button - imagine Cameron Diaz' neighbor from Something About Mary who owned the pooch. Hello, The First Titties of Spring.
Thankfully, as the sun-seekers crowded in, mostly from the surrounding gay-borhoods, The First Six Packs of Spring appeared. Then the First Ass-Floss Bikinis of Spring. I wonder how these people exist - taut and already tan, progressive in their perpetual summer looks through solid gym routines and spray tans year round. I'm more old-school this way, ha.
When we left it was starting to cool again, some wild wind chilling our backs. We got enough: a burnt nose and a strong tan line. Summer here we come.
The Hit: (Download) Another Spring - Nina Simone
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