There I was, driving home on a raining December evening, the sun just setting over the horizon and flooding the world of Shadowridge Road with the orangey glow of dusk...
(That dramatic opening was for you, Dad :D)
... And I saw this chubby kid, maybe 12, riding along on a Razor scooter with a fadora hat.
And, in the orangey glow of dusk, I thought: Never has a chubby twelve year old kid looked so cool.
The End.
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