A neat place.
Kinda creepy, too.
Bottles are scattered all over the beach along with shards of old pottery and dinerware, broken shells, bivalves, parts of shoes, old-fashioned irons, tetanus bacteria, broken pieces of plastic dolls and china figurines, the kitchen sink...you name it. The best find, though: an American Oystercatcher. Can you see it? Look for its bright orange beak.
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One of my favorite places in NYC. So forlorn and haunting and fascinating. Also mucky.
Come high summer, though, you do find sunbathers spread out on the glass.
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