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The Beach

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The best days of my life, whether at Kichisippi in Ottawa, Sandbanks on Lake Ontario, Antibes on the Mediterranean, Serifos in the Aegean, Hua Hin in Thailand, or in Santa Cruz, CA, have in some way always involved the Beach.

Today we went to the shores of the Black Sea, where Bosphorus University has an exclusive members-only private beach that we somehow talked our way into. What a great time. The water was blue and warm, there were many, many beautiful people, and there were various young ladies walking up and down the beach selling Foster's lager.


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  • I'm Sunset Shazz
  • Living the dream in Istanbul, Turkey
  • I grew up in the hardscrabble streets of suburban Ottawa, Ontario, committing petty crime, insulting the elderly - basically the classic misspent youth. When I was 19, I moved to West Philly, where I put myself through the Wharton School by dealing crack and hustling. After stints in Paris and London, I eventually graduated and moved to San Francisco, where I put in eight years hard labor working for The Man. But now I pop bottles with models, deciding cracked crab or lobster - who says mobsters don't prosper?
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