Coney Island

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“You’re gonna be alright baby,” John told her, squeezing her hands, his eyes growing more intense. “You hear me? You’re gonna get better.” He paused and smiled.  “And then we’re gonna go to Coney Island, have some Nathans, go on some rides and get sick. Just like we did when we were kids.”


Coney Island In the 1940s
 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

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