I am obsessed with off-season Ocean City as a precursor to the/an abandonment of all cities but also as a brief time when these places are different than many people see them otherwise. I’m here but not here, I see these things that wont be seen again in the same way. A place for people missing people feels like no place at all.
To the guy who works at the ice skating part of the hotel Carousel in Ocean City Maryland you’re probably not going to see this but you’re cute and I wish I knew what your name was. Too bad you live like 13 and a half hours away from me so I’ll never see you again