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2025-08-18 18:00:09COLT
I twisted the throttle, raising the bike till it was standing on just the back tire.
Pedestrians on the road gasped, and some pointed in my direction.
I smiled, temporarily feeling ten feet tall.
I was itching to race. Although I bought a new bike, I have yet to find a biker's community here in Rome.
Fuck it all. I'll return to the US tomorrow morning.
I turned the bike around, suddenly bored, and drove back home.
I could as well go to bed early since I had a long flight ahead of me come morning.
One of the bodyguards took the bike from me as soon as I got off, while the other stretched his hand out for my helmet.
“Happy birthday, sir,” he said, grinning brightly.
I blinked, taken aback by the unusual cheerfulness.
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