Awakenings Ch 32
We drove southwest along the Caloosahatchee River until we reached the Cape Coral Bridge. After crossing the river we turned left. The Polynesian Lounge was in the next block. Maureen said, "There it is up ahead." "I see it." I answered. From the outside The Polynesian Lounge was a typical Florida beach community restaurant bar. Cream colored stucco trimmed with dark stained wood beams and decorated with neon beer signs, it could have easily been called The Pelican's Roost, The Seven Seas...
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