What a blast!
Wink for the happy few: I was there in Coney Island singing à tue-tête 'Babooshka' of Kate bush like during my starlighting night in the suburb of Romainville.
Playfully shouting out 'Babooshkas' - well there are plenty of them in this fabulous place.
Back to Russia for a while out of the time, walking, eating, drinking kvas in Brighton Beach... Or just be there, like in a film of James Gray, watching the flying sand dashing to the ocean with a magnetic person.
I will come back to Coney Island and to Russia. The great wheel still does wonders.
