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A Tale Of The Ultimate Motorcycle Commute

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Who needs sleep when you're finally free?

The middle-of-the-night ride home was true freedom: empty roads, pavement still warm, moon-soaked sky, the lump of a few hundred dollars cash against my thigh.

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