Summer, 1990. Eric and his twin sister Abby are working at Summer Lake, a beloved but outdated lakefront resort in the North Woods. The guests are geriatric and the management is out of touch. Eric and Abby naturally gravitate toward the outcasts of the teenage staff, fellow victims of the in-crowd bullies, but they’re determined to have the best summer of their lives anyway.
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