Rock walls are all over the place in my neck of the woods. If you ride with me you’ll be riding over them, next to them and sometimes even traversing them. It’s the Granite State after all. Sleeves are still rolled up chipping away at the shop and juggling day job design muscle. Slow and steady wins the race. Or at least that’s what I keep reminding myself.
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