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August 15, 2013
Back to the concrete and macadam for more hastily composed travelogue, Davey H had noted some Ginkgos growing seemingly out of concrete sidewalks in Pompton Lakes as he luxuriated in the gustatory delight of ‘Grandma’ pizza.

Sun blared on his unprotected pink schnozzle.

He needed earplugs continuously due to the a near-steady stream of odiously noise-spewing motorcycles and urban trammeling traffic in general.

Being a farmboy, Davey wasn’t used to all this friggin’ racket, and took great consolation in the fact that he didn’t need nor did he want to put up with such auditory pollution on a regular basis.