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"Yeah, bro. No surf," Ryder, the fellow riding yellow, told me.
"You surf? Where you ride?" I asked.
"Moss, bro. Flat. Slow season," he told me.
"Yeah. 38's a no go," I replied, having driven the 40 for nada.
"That's why we skate," he said with a smile.


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