Brighton Beach, just after dusk, around 9pm. Great ambience, one would think. Serenity. Well, if not for the other people.
What possesses people to bring have their little kids out at the beach that late, especially on a school night? I would think that any ambience these people might think they could enjoy would be utterly shattered by of one of their children whining (I kid you not) "Awwwwwwww, I don’t like this place!"
Yet they persist. Go HOME people. There’s nothing for you here.