Coney, on a Friday morning
Before Google there were these guys.
Straight out of one of my adventure books, I'd watch, mesmerized, as they use mysterious rays to penetrate the earth's surface seeking, in waning days and emptying beaches, a buried treasure.
Sunday Links: The Assassination Of R.F.K. - Plus: The MBIP Coming Attractions! - *This Tuesday marks the 55th anniversary of when **Robert F. Kennedy** died after being shot at a presidential campaign rally by **Sirhan Sirhan** on Ju...
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