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The Pink Friday Swimmers
Peeping out at the cold through the wooly gaps of winter layers, I arrived at the beach to meet a friend for a blustery walk. A few surfers in thick head-to-toe wetsuits bobbed about in the water, but otherwise the beach was empty save for this small group of men and women dressed in nothing but bright pink swimwear. I shivered in unsolicited empathy; they smiled and laughed in excited anticipation. What the hell were these people doing dressed as if it were a balmy summer's morning? I hate the cold!