Every time I visit a friend of relative in a New Jersey, Long Island or NYC I usually decide right before I leave, that I would take my own life if I had to stay there a moment longer.
The dirt is not real dirt, the roads are straight, the land is flat (yes I know New Jersey has some exceptions) and there's WAAAAAAAY too many people trying to live in one place. I just CAN'T deal.
I need some hills and mountains, curves in my roads and I want the dirt on my shoes to be real dirt...
So that's my idea of hell right there...Suburbia and major cities.
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