"Dude, dude, I love her," mini-Bieber proclaims as I whoosh by on bicycle. Mini-B has a girl pinned against the fence, his arms on either side of her face. They can't be older than 11, 12 tops. A trick bike on its side on the pavement, partly hidden by said fence. His wingman is busy playing ninja in some nearby bushes
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