Fuck that! I just wanna feel the beat of the street ...

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tsss...

Finally I can feel the asphalt as I like.
just a little, alone, to blow.
it's been too long ...
the streets of my adolescence, the parking where we played hockey, holes, cracks, sand and gravel.
all the stress and the cockroaches go away when I roll.
attached to my headphones, I fly.
I take off and I'm so high sometimes that the time to see someone smile when he saw me move or when I stop, I laugh alone.
music, my rollerblades (in line/fitness in fact, but sometimes agressive...) and the street is like dancing: it's good, it grooves, it takes me away ...

THE Blue behind me too...