- somewhat trashy, but unique accents of MA & NJ
- abandoned scratch tickets and one-shot plastic "nip" containers scrambled in gutters and under shrubbery that camouflage as fall foliage.
- the sound of the hole-punch being fired on the commuter rail as the conductor makes their way down the train putting 8-9 holes in each person's ticket.
- being awoken to construction workers talking about their drunken night out & getting laid a mere foot from my sleeping head.
- lying in bed naked sweating in 99 degree weather.
- the amount of old cemeteries.
- lightning, electrical storms, and thunder.
- our jungle of a backyard.
- bunny.
- the double wave lady with a skin blemish who sits in front of her house daily, three houses down from an old man with ray-bans who calls us "gentlemen."
- the rotating and seemingly endless supply of pizzas and beers on the top shelf of our fridge that accumulates several centimeters of water each night.
- watching black ants carrying ant casualties over my foot to an unknown, unforeseen location.
- dunkin donuts turbo shot, my new wicked jam.
- giant dead moths at the foot of our bed killed and brought to us as a present by fancy, our cat.
....more to come.
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