Colin beneath Stone Arch. FALL/08
Yesterday was beautiful. Almost in all ways was it perfect, from beginning to end. The end though is where I felt magic. A bike ride from MCAD to Stone Arch Bridge, holding tight in a pack of youth gliding our wheels and gears over 3rd Ave...you just can't beat that kind of moment. Getting to Stone Arch and looking over the river with friends, cajoling and yucking it up to the neon signs, smelling the shit stink and beauty of the water beneath us. I would pay money for those type of moments,but—even better—I don't have to. Beneath the bridge was where jokes were shared, ducks were scared and we all looked up like we were nothing and evertying at once. Beneath that bridge time seemed completely useless. Just friends and the city.
Lifter Puller–"Let's Get Incredible"
That about sums it up.
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That was beautifully worded.
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