I live in a town so small we literally don't have a stopsign, and I love it. Tonight the fog is thick and the beach cold and damp. Locals have been in and out of the Tavern and Schooners since they got off work, or in some cases out of bed. Most the locals wander back and forth across the main street between the two. Its not so much about the drinking (at least not for all) but more that they are warm friendly places, with colorful characters and its something to do and somewhere to be, near the water.
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