Started off on the blue line and got rained out. Caught a line from rmj and then a train to the bridge. It was already dry in the streets, but things were happening there so we stayed. Humid as a sweaty ass crack. I found pop I didn't know I had and got up in something I had never landed before. The break dancing crew huddled in the back, chanting cult things and getting in the way of last little flat bar. Sfj taught a sawty how to powerslide. Another homie went for the same trick all night and never made it. The cement angel came back and I personally thanked both of them, in shitty mandarin. RMJ and I cruised back to towards our hood and had a few TB's. We hit a tiny, steep hillbomb that has become a tradition for the ride home. We hit regency. I had a few extra at the stoop, after we split ways. One of these, it's going to be my last time at the stoop. The new house is at the geographic center of Taipei. Fucking perfect for skating. Time to expolre the east.
rap is scary again. $b$
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