I remember the days, last summer, when this place was the only thing that kept me going while I was getting tormented in the Mistake Factory. It helped me to get through another hellish day. The promise of a cold dive into the deep, indifferent sea. And everything seemed better.
Today I went for a swim after my day in the Repair Factory. And it was just as enjoyable as it was last summer.
Without the torture bit in lieu of foreplay...