Some years ago the motorcycle legend Indian Larry passed from this earth. The day he died motorcyclists took to the streets, my streets. True LOVER‘s of their guru made a symphony of rev~ing noises by continuously circling the area around his shop whose radius also includes my one block street on their choppers. Ever since then sporadically we get some serious motorcycle action as the spot of his former shop appears to be a Mecca of sorts. Saturday this MOTHER‘s family happened to go for a walk in the neighborhood where life imitates art.
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