Night at Coney, Nuffin Big.

I fuckin’ love Coney man. If you really want to see the actual humans of New York, go there on a Friday night in the summer. It’s just awesome. People are there with their weird pets. Kids run rampant. Everyone is a little drunk and is shoving carnival food into their faces. 

There’s baseball, and weirdness, and it’s garish and it’s a little unsettling. 

It’s the first time I’ve been over on a Friday since corona, and I have to admit I missed it more than I realized. 

I pulled these straight out of the camera. My compy is a little fucked, so I can’t post-process right now. Fingers crossed by fall, maybe.