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Stack of papers left behind on the dock.Headshots and scripts, corners curled.Every “lifeguard” just an actress chasing...

You frown: “You’d let people drown.”They grin: “But you’d save us, right?”Winks fly like beach balls in...

First drill—rescue run. Half trip in the sand.Second drill—CPR dummy. One kisses it for real.Third drill—swim test....

You’re the trainer—the only whistle in town.Suddenly—forty women in red swimsuits.Applications pile like driftwood on the sand.Every...