As New Yorkers, we’re used to negotiating over tiny patches of space. But I didn’t expect that to continue on the beach.
I’m the Guy Who Sat in Front of You at the Beach
As New Yorkers, we’re used to negotiating over tiny patches of space. But I didn’t expect that to continue on the beach.
By Thomas Beller
Sunday, August 23, 2026·1 min read
Last updated Aug 24, 2026 · 01:10 PM UTC
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