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Offline rpm

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« on: May 07, 2004, 12:33:39 AM »
is the place for me!

Just sitting here with all my doors and windows open letting the night breeze cool the house. Stars light the clear sky and all I can hear is a 2 whipporwhills singing out in the pasture. I will never live in the city again.:D
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« Reply #1 on: May 07, 2004, 12:39:28 AM »
I live within a mile of an international airport.  Complete silence is freaky :)

9/11 and the day after was also weird.  I felt the non-presence of aircraft.. odd.

I would love to live elsewhere for a while.  Cities certainly suck at times, but htey also have their advantages.   I can't stay away for too long. :)
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Offline Sandman

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« Reply #2 on: May 07, 2004, 12:49:44 AM »
Was exactly the opposite when I lived in Alexandria, VA. Being that close to National, we never heard aircraft. Late on 9/11, heard an aircraft fly overhead and that was a first. I was out of the building like a shot.
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« Reply #3 on: May 07, 2004, 01:06:38 AM »
Head to the country with native New Yorkers and be prepared to head right back home pronto. The quietness literally throws them into panic attacks and I aint exagerating at all. You should see it.

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« Reply #4 on: May 07, 2004, 03:07:12 AM »
Before I moved back out here I lived right next to Bell Helicopter. I forgot how loud quiet can be. :)
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