Despite a knee that forces me to hobble occasionally, I just had an overactive weekend. Saturday my sister visited and it was a perfect day to stop by Coney Island's Mermaid Parade.There were a lot of fishy nudes writhing about the streets, to the point of what I would call "boob exhaustion". Still, it was great to see so many people having a wonderful time, or even better, making a good time. I am quite proud to consider Brooklyn my home. There's still enough freaks here to make a good party and not feel like Disney World. It's a shame that Coney Island could be destroyed any day now. Death is an inevitability and this small ocean view area may be the last haven for New York's vitality. To have it demolished is to flatten out a beautiful (and... not so beautiful) culture.
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