Too many of them I'd Say! (Part one)

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"Beautiful. Charming. Warm. Comforting bright sunny beach by an isolated and calmingly still aqua blue and light sapphire tinted, slightly salty smelling sea. Soft white sand rubbing between my toes as I played my ukulele to the setting sun that's was sitting snug between some peaceful clouds, fading behind the long palm trees that stretched out around the perimeter that danced slowly with the wind to the tune I played...was what I thought was going to happen for the most part. The place was packed with people! Too many of them I'd say! Who goes to the beach at 6pm?! Literal bullshit. Not like I'm too surprise though I don't have exactly the luckiest life, just last week I ran out of gas in the middle of the main road, a one-way, main road and you know what happened the day before? I ran into some douchebag told me to 'look where I was going or he'll stick my head were the sun don't shine' I told him 'to get a life'...I proceeded to be beaten up in the back alley of a small fashion store. I eventually got out, I thought I looked completely fine maybe a bit of a bad back but you could say it was a fashionable exi-."

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