Coney Island September 2009

Coney Island out of season seems caught in time. It's just a thirty minute subway ride from Manhattan to the very edge of Brooklyn, but it feels like a different country.

Plastic bags blow down the empty boardwalk; the only sound is the crack of penants flying above the shuttered snack bars.













Whilst the future of Coney Island's attractions is unclear, it seems some have already been dismantled:



Yesterday was the first cold day of autumn here. As the sea breeze whipped around my head, I pulled my fluffy cashmere scarf up to my ears and tried not to scuttle for the warmth of the subway back to Manhattan. It was sunny though at 5pm and I took photograph after photograph before my fingers froze and I succumbed to Nathan's Famous.





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