After January (changed chapter)

Third Time Lucky

I took another 70 cents from the Big Pineapple ashtray and I leave the key in the shoe as I go. And this reminds me, just as I drop the key, of Bill Murray in the movie Groundhog Day, but I couldn’t be that lucky. First meeting, after first meeting until I get it just right.
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I walked down the thin grassless path towards the beach, searching through the long grass for the money I had dropped earlier. I found the 50 cents but I couldn’t see the 20-cent piece anywhere.

I detoured off the small-unmarked path and I headed towards town, in the direction of the newsagency, as I had earlier been distracted from buying the paper. I sat my surf- board down on the green wooden seat outside and walked into the crowded newsagency, heading straight for the magazine/newspaper section. There she was. Fortuna. The surfer girl I had had the pleasure of being acquainted with earlier. She was over near the birthday cards. Her golden hair and gr...