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| The wheels are my friends, they talk to me. spinning and gripping. smoking and chirping. remove my cares and worries as a washing machine spins away the soiled. an axle rotating gyro of rotating integrity laced with holy zen and stuff. |
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| bracketry son. |
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| with my new job brings skate park R&D that brings frame braces. I like melting metal with me torch almost as much as melting faces with coping busting, vert railing transition buttering skate park flow. |
2 comments:
The shop is my sanctuary. First ride on the xs650 yesterday. Leaky petcocks, sticky clutch but its alive!!!
ride on!
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