When I was an Ensign I had an apartment on Mission Bay, in San Diego. Right outside our door was a beach volleyball court . . .20 - 30 feet. Delightful. But, this was just after Vietnam and we, military, were pretty much considered deplorable. ‘Twas a pity! We could watch, but could not touch!
Dam. Could be worse though. Quirky tirk has had to follow that standard a lifetime. They smell a creep a mile away.