rollercoaster

As I scroll through instagram I often see photos of Coney Island. To be clear, I would never get myself into any of these rides, but the structures themselves, the colors, the sligthly nostalic and kind of creepy feeling and mostly the sadness and tragic stories hidden behind the artificial facade of joy, fascinates me and always captures my attention. close enough I have never visited Coney Island myself, but there is a place in Austria, which is “close enough”: The “Wiener Prater”.