In Starbucks Next Week

This story is about kombucha. The first time I ever played bike polo was winter 2010… I think. I played 2 matches on my front suspension, department store mountain bike, then sat down in exhaustion. A man named Fish, who had a handlebar mustache, started talking to me. He was travelling south from Alaska with his friend, […]

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Small Talk

A facebook friend felt ranty and posted this: “You know what? Small talk can just fuck off and go away forever. Why do we do this shit? We all have the same issues, why can’t we share them? Why can’t we connect on a deeper level, like… a fundamental animalistic level? I want to know […]

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