on the beach
Here’s Jack at Old Orchard Beach, a Maine getaway for about a hundred years. It’s got a pier, an amusement park, french fries with vinegar (the Canadian contingency here outnumbers the U.S., and you’re as likely to hear French as English on the beach), and of course the waves. Jack wasn’t really thrilled by the waves–they were a bit, well, wet–but the sand was a hit.




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