I love a man in uniform.
Who better to save me from the tedium of this interminable Spring Break than the man with the BIG S on his chest?
He’s dreamy, isn’t he? His Mom swears his name is Cole, but he looks like a Clark to me. Look at him – all unassuming – as he watches over his plastic playdom.
Rest easy, citizens of the world. The sleepy city is in good hands.