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As I avoid touching the mildew with my foot, an elderly woman asks me a question about the pool closing hours for the sole purpose (it seems) of striking a conversation. She hears my accent. American? She would have guessed Eastern European. She never sees Americans around here.

Friday at the pool︎︎︎

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