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Re: It takes all kinds. ...
As a kid, I'd take the Sea Beach a few stops to Avenue X to visit my aunt and cousins, and as a young teen in the summer of 52 I'd take that same train to the last stop in Coney Island. My boyfriend and I spent almost every day on the beach. His folks had a locker in Steeplechase Baths, we'd swim in the pool and then get our hands marked and go out on the beach, Bay 14 to 16, where we hung out with friends. When the sun got too hot, we'd go under the Boardwalk where people were dancing to Perez Prado's mambos.
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