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On one side, the majestic dam. On the other, a panoply of central Ohio's sun-worshippers. First, the dam side. Here, there is a great big hill great for rolling down, and people also pedal those air-borne bicycles along the top and sometimes manage to take off. Pets, picnic areas, tire swings, a refreshing and constant breeze. On the other side, the Beach. Here we have a sand bank that has been described as kitty litter, holding back a lake in which, should you dare to submerge your head, the view is obscured by what looks like, well, poop. There is some volly-ball playing by the hotter beach goers; most everyone else lays flat, stares at the sky, and tries to ignore the screaming of fed-up mothers disciplining their out-of-control offspring. Perverts abound, but of a mostly non-invasive type. Go with a friend, leave before dark, it sounds gross and it is, but, well, it's the only beach we've got.
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