The Sandcastle

Baseball used to be played in this city by the shore.
The team was unsuccessful, and they play no more.
The “Sandcastle” was the home of a team in Atlantic City.
This is a modern, state-of-the-art sports facility.
It is now dark and quiet with nobody there.
Mosquitoes are the only inhabitants in the summer night air.
There are other attractions where each tourist goes.
They would rather be on the boardwalk at the hotels and casinos.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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