Mark Tucker : Journal

Coney Island Boardwalk

Posted in New York by marktucker on June 1, 2013

Today, I hopped on the F Train and took it to The End of the Line. It’s another world out there. They’re repairing things after the storm, but it sure felt a bit corporate. Coney Island spirit is a delicate thing — you can’t rebuild it as The Gap and expect the charm to stay.


Kite Salesman.


She worked at the Freak Show.


Boardwalk sunshine.


Random Fellini characters, like a Woody Allen film.


A “Sing for Hope” bright pink piano on the boardwalk.

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