ballard-bikers

January 17, 2025

Three bikers in metallized boots and Mad Max leathers sat at the outdoor tables. They formed a feral presence in the hypermodern complex, like carrion-birds on a skyscraper cornice, filling an unplanned niche in the ecology of the future.

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“It’s inside myself that I must create someone who will understand.”

Clarice Lispector

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