that I'm parked up on Oriental Parade, enjoying a coffee, taking in the view and feeling fantastic. Life is again, after a hard year, good.
that I'm parked up on Oriental Parade, enjoying a coffee, taking in the view and feeling fantastic. Life is again, after a hard year, good.
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
Is the fountain going?
No, the fountain ain't going, but the lovelies are out in force.
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
Can't stand the muppets jogging past though. Must be time to go home.
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
That's great![]()
yup, noticed those too. Just got home. Nice ride. The prospect of getting up at 4am and going to New Plymouth isn't great.
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
You still haven't brought the bike around to show off yet Hans!
And I to my motorcycle parked like the soul of the junkyard. Restored, a bicycle fleshed with power, and tore off. Up Highway 106 continually drunk on the wind in my mouth. Wringing the handlebar for speed, wild to be wreckage forever.
- James Dickey, Cherrylog Road.
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