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| The doors have reopened! Speak friend, and enter! |
I decide to visit the Beach Club today, purely to check out the Solarium, and I'm rewarded for my efforts.
It's reopened! Couches and outlets thrive! And unfortunately, a television thrives as well. Curse the TV! Not another distraction! I can feel...my writerly super powers...draining....
It's very quiet here and quite deserted, although there's some minimal foot traffic to-and-from the nearby DVC villas. The chairs and couches are all comfy, and almost every single one is near an outlet, so I go about testing chairs and tables and overall looking very strange as I investigate. Eventually I settle upon a couch near a window, enjoying having a proper table in front of me.
But I had sort of thoughtlessly put myself in range of the TV, and ergo accomplished very few writerly things, as I was suckered in by the Disney Channel.
You may have gotten me this time, television! But next time, I will prevail!
