Coney Island

We rode our bikes out to Coney Island the other day. Neither of us had ever been there before, even after 5 years of living here. We caught some great soundbites, “Come on. You’re in Coney Island. Eat a hotdog, shoot someone in the head and go home.” My phone flew out of my pocket in the middle of a Cyclone ride and landed in Langdon’s lap. We saw dragons, freaks and rode back at 1 in the morning.
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Nick points the finger.
Gordon keeps it kosher.
Dave pushes the button.
Ben slices it thin.

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