Freshly showered and dressed, Matt strode over to the camp dining hall, enjoying the smells of the pinewoods camp and the fresh air, and looking forward to meeting the rest of the camp staff over breakfast, before the hords of campers were to arrive in the afternoon. He had hardly seen his cabinmate, who had arrived late in the evening and then peeled out of the cabin early for a 'polar bear swim' - Matt's only real impression was of a big guy, a football lineman type maybe, and the polar bear swim hadn't seemed an oxymoron. Now, as he approached the dining hall, he saw several guys making their way up from the beach, and other guys and gals descending on the dining hall too. There seemed to be all types of people - mostly young, but some older too. Of the group of guys approaching from the beach, there was one thing they all had in common, they were all...
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