Think of yourselves as riding a tram. You can catch a breeze and drive on through. If the speaker is loud enough, or is even functioning, as it hasn’t been worked on since it was first put in years ago, you can hear the guide-person give his or her narration, which of course was written when they first got the tram, way back when. You’ll see everything, but you won’t really be a part of it. And there isn’t really an opportunity to take any pictures, because the train is going at just a mile over the speed at which any picture would come out clearly. Are you following? Um. Have you ever been to Coney Island? The way I view Coney Island is this: You can walk along the main avenue and see everything, and that’s really all you need to do. You don’t want to get dirty, or get on a rollercoaster that’s going to fall apart with your family, friend, school group, missionary pack, or lover on it. You don’t want to go to the aquarium. You get scared it might be pitiful, that you’d be tempted to take the Belugas home with you. It’s smoggy. You probably wish you hadn’t taken the long train ride there. It would’ve been better to have stayed in the city and seen a postcard picture of the place. Or remembered it like your friend said it was the first time she went. When the freaks in the freak show were actually freaks. When you weren’t scared of the beach. So maybe I should ask, “Have you ever wanted to go to Coney Island?” You really shouldn’t. Are you following at all? Well. Have you ever been to a zoo?
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