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Argyle Country Club Narrative Report

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If you 're looking for the perfect place to spend this Memorial Day weekend, how about spending it poolside at Argyle Country Club in Silver Spring, MD. Since 1945, Argyle Country Club has served as the community 's leading affordable country club, and Memorial Day Weekend they 're celebrating the start of the summer season by opening the swimming pool.

The elegant swim facilities at Argyle Country Club include a 25-meter swimming pool with a diving area, as well as a separate baby pool for toddlers just learning to get their feet wet. In addition to that, there 's also a separate pool house with showers and changing rooms, designed to be of the utmost comfort, and a snack and beverage bar. Spend the whole weekend relaxing in the shallow

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