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When the Carnival’s were no longer able to travel, the Carney’s, the Freaks, the Side Shows all came to Coney Island. They were all here, the Tattooed Boy, The Human Pin Cushion, The Human Cigarette Machine. The smell of grilled sausage, the yells of the Hawkers permeated the air. Beer flowed freely on the boardwalk as did the various slices of weirdness. There were games of chance and games of skill, rides that at one time thrilled - Coney Island, circa mid 1980’s, well at least it seemed this way at the time.
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