Coney Island High

Coney Island is such a freaky place. Butch Belair and I were sitting in Ruby's bar on the boardwalk. It's completely open right onto the beach. Yet no one looks like they are at the beach. Not even remotely. Everyone is dressed in the craziest get-ups. You rarely see a bathing suit. The fashion is actually more like everyone trying to look like they are homeless. It's very different, from say, Nantucket. There is also every ethnicity present. Hardly any English being bantered about. It's another planet, for sure. The planet of Brooklyn.