Coney Island, 2008
A Saturday heat wave, no car, and low dough can only mean one thing, Coney Island. This Saturday we hit the beach, drinking 3 dollar corona from the corona guys and swimming in the water, ignoring the candy wrappers and tissue paper floating past us. The whole city was out rocking their finest gear in packs. Good times. On the way out right by the entrance to the cyclone we came across these guys. The girl was slumped over throwing up, as her friends tried to calm her. As I closed in to take the picture, acting as I was on the phone, the guy came up to me and said, "Hey man, you don't need to call for help. She's just drunk and will get up in a few minutes!" If only he knew it would show up on SMASHANDGRAB2000!
Looking forward to the NY summer.
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