What's the problem here? What did this guy do to alienate everyone? Did he get in the pool and make a lot of bubbles? Does he think this postcard shoot is his chance at the big time, so he's striking a thoughtful pose of modern anguish?

It was located in downtown Miami Beach, because who'd want to be bothered by all that wave noise when you can sit in a concrete bucket downtown, right? Your hosts were the TRANS-CONTINENTAL OPERATING COMPANY, which sounds warm and friendly and keen on meeting your smallest needs.

The managers were "Tony and Jack."