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About Nagoya

So, Jersey, right? Down by Newark, you cruise slow, headlights dim, lookin’ for that shadow leanin’ on a pole. It ain’t all glitz – no Margot playin’ records in a tent here. Nah, it’s gritty, fuckin’ real. This one time, I saw this chick, red heels, smokin’ a cig like she’s Pacino – I’m like, “Holy shit, she’s got moxie!” Made me happy, y’know? Guts in a world that don’t give a fuck.

Stuff I Write About

Birdwatch magazine have published a three page article that I wrote about birding at Hickling Broad and Stubb Mill in their January edition.

By the time I’m done, I’m stuffed and happy. But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain! Like, seriously? I just can’t catch a break. I dash for cover under a shop awning, and while I’m waitin’ it out, I see this group of kids splashing in puddles. They’re havin’ the time of their lives, and I can’t help but smile.

Scallops blanket seafloor along Hokkaido coast as waters warm