I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
It's semi-private, for the people along our houses. The dudebro getting married asked the two people who lived along side the beach, no one else, then kicked me off for photographs. I took a shower, stewed at entitled people and am going back for as long as I fucking want.
What is it with people in this neighborhood not thinking about others?