Using the bike, on itself is already a war. A war against the coarseness of this world; against insensitivity, against going at 300km per hour and not seeing anything. A war that is too slow, almost as if taking a walk but feels at full throttle, blood running fast. A war that is "old fashioned" like a knight mounted on a steel horse, closer to an apocalyptic future already digested at Mad Max than a tyrannical and devastating "normality".
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