Village Squire, 1977-01, Page 19T
In summer this snackbar will be a busy
place but for now it looks forlornly out.
across the beach.
No lifeguard in the tower today. No
children to watch. No tan to get. No girls to
flirt with or just admire. Just miles of ice
and loneliness.
.""age Squire/January 1977, 17