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I was biking across the Memorial one time and paused to look over the wall down into the river. I'm always scouting rivers, prospecting for fish, but this time a powerboat emerged from under the bridge with a handful of nekkid bodies sunbathing on the floor of the boat, including one woman face up. Ah, the sights of Washington.
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