Leaving on the last chopper out of Northern Jersey, when what did I spy but this gem by the side of the road. I couldn’t downshift in time to stop and grab a shot, but I knew the net would not disappoint. And she don’t, do she?
Sunday, August 2, 2009
It was kind of my going away present.
Leaving on the last chopper out of Northern Jersey, when what did I spy but this gem by the side of the road. I couldn’t downshift in time to stop and grab a shot, but I knew the net would not disappoint. And she don’t, do she?
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