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Yeah, I know it's old news. Been weeks since we biked on block island and slept on the beach--a comfy and cheap arrangement until the dew settled into our sheets and the sun came up with little warmth, swathed as it was in a blanket of cloud; aching with hangovers from the Yellow Kittens and feeling the loss of two of our bikes--stolen, gone. Everything looked up as soon as we found the one place on the island which served sunday brunch pancakes and the hostess called our name--Donner, party of four. | |
sarah | crescent beach, block island | 980822