The slippery muck field by Jersey's Shovel Park was the best to sit back and watch the heavenly bodies slide by lazily. A few shovels; a nice, blocky chair; some crackling firesticks; a couple of nocturnal animals - yeah, not a bad set up for a thick-aired night watching some crazy moon action.
He had saved up his entire life for this little, sloppy slice of heaven. If you asked him about it, Jersey would tell you it was the best place on Uranus.
No question.
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