On the spur of the moment, I decided to take the train to Coney Island this afternoon. Was this really (again? perhaps? perhaps not?) Ruby's last Sunday of 2011? Or ever? It was all too confusing to think about. The sun hid behind clouds most of the time I was there, and made the sky a sullen, yellowish gray. It was still warm enough for comfort, though. A steady stream of walkers passed by, but almost all the boardwalk businesses were shuttered. It was just down to Ruby's & Lola Star. The tables in front of Ruby's were empty, but a few regulars took their places at the sea end of the bar, laughing, & trading stories. A middle aged guy fed the jukebox, then slumped in an easy chair, nursing a Bud. The room was almost stripped bare.
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Great photos. Another season closes, anxious to see what happens next year!
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