Beach bum

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The perfect way to spend a Sunday morning: tanning on the beach. And I need tanning, badly. The problem with living here is that you don’t really have the time to go to the beach all the time, or … well, you do, but when it’s that accessible all the time you sort of forget that it’s there. So while 3 hours of free time could be spent on the beach you usually end up doing homework or drinking coffee at some coffee shop instead. But then you remember it when week-end comes, or you have a day off and you pack a towel and bottle of water and walk the 600 meters that lie between the apartment and the beach to get your act together and look like you live in Hawaii.

Today’s mission: tanned front.

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