Beach Days and Run-Down Seaside Arcades
Sometimes you just need a beach day. And sometimes it doesn’t even matter which beach. That was the mood I found myself one morning recently. So I hopped on a train for two hours until I saw sand. Stepping off the platform, I was awash in nostalgia for a place I had never been…Across continents emerges a trans-Atlantic truth: there’s nothing like the charm of a trashy beach town arcade.
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