In the southern part of NYC is the small town of Breezy Point. this
2.5 mile long beach community is filled with 5 bars, a liquor store and little else. Kids start drinking at the age of 10 and don't stop till they die. Breezy is a place were hitchiking is still a way to get around and 4 kids on a hampton cruiser is
normal. Summer days are spent with a few 30s of budlight and a bunch of
friends laying on the beach, and nights are filled with kegs, parties in the dunes and of course
house parties. There is a constant rivalry with the rockaway kids, from CYO in kindergarten to playing pong at the age of 40. Breezy is a place were when
parents walk in on a house party they get pissed off cause they werent invited. Breezy is by far the sickest place in the world to spend the summer. All breezy kids go to one of the few catholic schools near us, all the kids who stay at Scholar's are shunned. We don't have cops and are stuck with the Dink's whose biggest threat is to take a teenagers beer away and call there
parents. All the kids are sick at sports and get scholarships for w.e they play. Elk is a byword for february break, were the entire population leaves and goes skiing for a week, ruining at least one hotel. Were 40 year old
men running down the beach at 2 am completely smashed lighting off fireworks is a
normal sight. Nicknamed the
Irish Rivera, everyone here is either
irish or italian. Breezy point is a teenagers paradise.
