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The pull of Revere’s shoreline

My commute has me traveling down and up Revere Beach Boulevard’s 2½ miles daily. The drive is easiest in winter, when snowdrifts blow through the lovely pavilions, the sunny beach is barren, the road nearly empty. But summer is when Revere Beach screams to traffic-clogging life. I strolled up and down the boulevard almost daily, setting out to capture in photos the personality of the place, to depict Revere Beach’s messy, unapologetic, kaleidoscopic charm.

Scott LaPierre can be reached at scott.lapierre@globe.com

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