The Travelling Dream Show

Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits, and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve, And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on; and our little life Is rounded with a sleep. The Tempest. Act iv. Sc. 1.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

BRIGHTON BEACH, WEST PIER

Of course the pier does not exist anymore but for those
who have never seen the full grandeur enjoy......

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The Travelling Dream Show

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

BRIGHTON BEACH, WEST PIER

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