Trip on Two Wheels

My heart yearned for the open road. The wind in my face, the sun on my back, the rumble of the engine beneath me – this was living! I packed my stuff into a beat-up saddlebag and set off on my trusty scooter. My destination? Well, that wasn't so important. The more info joy of the ride itself was all that mattered. Every twist and turn, every hi

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