I've only skated a couple of times in this shitty month. I went to the bridge and had to wear non-skate abibas, which actually are great shoes for skating, at least for heel side flatground. I went by the okmart for a tb and a jug of water, and saw a homie on the way out. In Taiwan, noone bats an eye if you tell them you're only getting there at midnight because you just got off work. Maybe that goes for everywhere, actually, I have no idea.
I was a ghost in the darkness, as the lights had gone out, and none of hte remaining participants said hello. It was what I wanted. It reminded me of when I first found the spot. I skated low and slow, through their haze of spray paint fumes. The bridge is tattooed with a few legitimately good pieces, but mostly middle school throw ups of testicles, mark gonzalez ghosts, and 'I like hairy pussys' (sic). I'm not complaining though. It sucks when the government spends money to white wash it all and the process has to start over again.
Anyway, lzyk was typing away on some 'search at mighty mosburger, so I offered moral support and slammed more tbs until five.
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