day 33
coney island
just a memory from the past. a bewitched place. a sad dream on a cool summer day. with a freezing ocean breeze. like the american dream. still there. somewhere. but only a lost idea. stranded on the coast of a country that once was the future. to reach out to.
Montag, August 23, 2010
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