it was really cold. i bought coffee on the boardwalk in one of those little blue and white grecian paper cups. it tasted faintly of bbq sauce and i drank it all like it was a vial of magic liquid with the words “drink me” on it. unlike alice, i didn’t shrink and i just thought a lot about how i hope they fix all the loose or missing boards before summer comes. then i realized they might not. maybe the same boardwalk won’t even be there come summer. here are some photos. the dostoevskyian doomsville thing was sorta intentional.
Fantastic, that playland shot is so claustrophobic…