There are good, the bad and those Nimis, says his friend Max I agree, between the good guys, us bikers, that we chase the wind, we hate our shadow at the foot attached to the wheels and even more, us with the full-face helmet we are smiling, before jumping into the void that we are no longer neither young nor old, neither rich nor poor, and the bad, the ones who wash the car every Saturday, who lash out at the traffic lights at the ATM that always take the reminder of their money, that never give the coins to beggars, do not ever get drunk, have white teeth, they are here, those of Nimis, who built a space where good guys and bad guys are gone, where there is only room to stand in line, calmly, taking a warm beer, making small talk of "pussy and wheels", in line to fly. Good and bad. In line to fly.
We will return soon.
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