She said his real name was Larry and he’d improved his lot considerably, expanding the bikini business by branching out into sno-cones, rentals on flotation devices, umbrellas, Sunfish, Rollerblades, volleyball equipment, and water wings, plus entrepreneurial deals like beachfront valet parking, sunscreen delivery systems, small foods, and so on. He had a new Chevy van with an aftermarket nine-thousand-dollar paint job from one of the local hot rod shops featuring severed Medusa-heads pulled from boxes swamped in elegant lime and teal flames. In the nineties the world was full of hard choices.
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