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milliways_bar2009-04-06 12:47 pm
A Gift for a Friend
The door opens. CJ looks in, then lets it close.
The door opens again a couple minutes later, and the OG returns, pushing a nice motorbike inside, the kind you use to travel long distances. It has a large comfortable seat for two and saddlebags. The name emblazoned in chrome on the fuel tank is simple and extremely descriptive: Freeway.
CJ moves it to a spot near the back door, but out of the way of people. Feel free to ask why he brought that amazing piece of machinery in.
The door opens again a couple minutes later, and the OG returns, pushing a nice motorbike inside, the kind you use to travel long distances. It has a large comfortable seat for two and saddlebags. The name emblazoned in chrome on the fuel tank is simple and extremely descriptive: Freeway.
CJ moves it to a spot near the back door, but out of the way of people. Feel free to ask why he brought that amazing piece of machinery in.

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"It is a motorbike!" he declares.
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"So it seems," he says, nodding. "She does, indeed, look clean and ready. I do not have a dozen miles for her here in the bar, but will, indeed, in Tuscany."
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Ahhh, good leather!
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