Serenity Cove, Tuesday Afternoon

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"Gone, fishin'," Leo sang to himself as he baited the hook and cast the line. "Says the sign up on the door."

Embedding the other end of the rod into the sand, and laying back in in his chair, he popped the cap off a bottle of corona and settled in for a day of fishing.

[open like a beach]