When I was a kid...
When I was a kid...
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I miss those times where our bikes were our transportation to freedom, we rode around the region for hours, looking for free basket or football fields, or looking for dirt tracks where to play with our bmx (i did not have one until 15, while, i rode a old and heavy road bike my grandfather gave me), we were poor, children of the post-industrial crisis...
I still remember my father coming late home from work, to dinner with us, tired, totally wasted and smelling to diesel oil (he was an excavators mechanic, and the smell would not go even if he was showered twice...).