on anti-american american cyclist youtube again (truly some of god’s strongest soldiers) and remembering when I went to stay w my uncle in his miami suburb for a few weeks
I was 16 and there was genuinely, literally, nowhere to go w/out a car. not even a nice little park or something. every day I had to just wait for him or my aunt to get home from work so they could sheepishly drive us 20 mins down a fuckoff highway w no pavement to like. a shop. a restaurant.











