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Mile 0. Los Angeles. 4:47 AM. The Suzuki's rattling again. That same fucking rattle that three mechanics couldn't find. The one that made me sure this bike was cursed. The...
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Mile 0. Los Angeles. 4:47 AM. The Suzuki's rattling again. That same fucking rattle that three mechanics couldn't find. The one that made me sure this bike was cursed. The...
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4:23 AM. Getting dressed in the dark. The ritual begins not with leather or armor, but with cotton. The choice that nobody sees but changes everything. I've got seventeen black...
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4:23 AM. Getting dressed in the dark. The ritual begins not with leather or armor, but with cotton. The choice that nobody sees but changes everything. I've got seventeen black...
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Red light. Downtown intersection. 6:47 PM. The sun's hitting that golden angle where everything looks like a movie scene. I'm sitting on my bike in my three-year-old leather jacketβthe one...
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Red light. Downtown intersection. 6:47 PM. The sun's hitting that golden angle where everything looks like a movie scene. I'm sitting on my bike in my three-year-old leather jacketβthe one...
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3 AM. Somewhere between the city and the coast. The fluorescent lights of a 24-hour gas station cut through the darkness as I fuel up for the last stretch. Walking...
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3 AM. Somewhere between the city and the coast. The fluorescent lights of a 24-hour gas station cut through the darkness as I fuel up for the last stretch. Walking...
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5:47 AM. Industrial district. The rumble of my bike echoes off the warehouse walls as the first light hits the concrete. My hoodieβthe navy one with three years of stories...
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5:47 AM. Industrial district. The rumble of my bike echoes off the warehouse walls as the first light hits the concrete. My hoodieβthe navy one with three years of stories...
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Mornings on the streets can be πππππππ πππ ππππππ, but by afternoon youβll be chasing the sun toward swaying palms and ocean spray. In Southern California winter, daytime coastal temps...
ππ¨π -π»ππͺ βππ₯πͺ-π₯π -βπ ππ€π₯ βπππ βππππππ πππ€π₯ (πΎπ£ππ₯ π₯...
Mornings on the streets can be πππππππ πππ ππππππ, but by afternoon youβll be chasing the sun toward swaying palms and ocean spray. In Southern California winter, daytime coastal temps...