i stepped out of the hotel lobby and looked up. there i saw two motorcycled men pass by on motorcycles.
each cyclist had a cigarette butt dangling from his lips.
i thought to myself,
'i wish i was even a little sorta cool' like those guys.
signed,
i dont wanna be smart and old.
like a john doe (X) and adam (of the beasties) film hinted @ on IFC (BEFORE COMMERCIALS!) but retro.
in search of el diablo.
an average day,
everybody is out...
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