
When I rode to the gym at lunch I passed by a place that I've never been sure what it is. At first I thought it was a church because it kind of looks like one, but then I noticed broken down cars outside, burnt out motorhomes and various sundry items. Today when I rode through the lot there were a group of hobo like men gathered in an old rv smoking. Lovely.
Well, if blue sky riding starts the day, you know what finishes it?

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