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i love bike punks. i love being in a crowd of 300 of them and watching the streets of a city fill with dirty kids on bikes eating dumpstered fruit. i don't quite know why i love this so much, other than the fact that it reminds me that sometimes, people don't just talk. they act on what they believe in. and it makes me want to do that, too.
also: paul is playing my/jake's birthday party. if that's not reason to come, i don't know what is. (july 21st, our place.)
also: paul is playing my/jake's birthday party. if that's not reason to come, i don't know what is. (july 21st, our place.)