Three of you squeeze into a seat for a cozy two,
Cocooned by your chatter from the texting commuters
(And the occasional cycling enthusiast)
On your way to tonight's game.
Even the backs of your heads look young,
And you in the window seat are so careful
To rest your arm not across the one-and-a-half shoulders
As you huddle together now
On your way to the game.
No time to waste, let's hit those Three Good Things: 1. "Fifteen bucks for the whole seat but you'll only need the edge, Edge, EDGE!" An impossibly red, impossibly cute 1997 Suzuki X-90. It looks like a real-life Barbie car, a mini two-seater pickup, minus the bed and with a little spoiler on the back. Also it has a T-top. In college some buddies and I drove up to Cleveland one weekend to see the monster truck rally at the Gund Arena. Were we genuinely interested in it? Was it an act of willful irony? We were the last gasp of Generation X, so there is truly no way to know. What I remember most aside from the noise and fumes was that the promotion ran a contest in between "acts" where local schmoes could try their personal vehicles on the motocross track they'd constructed on the arena floor, with the fastest time taking home a cash prize. One of the first contestants roared out of the gate in a huge, very obviously brand new, very obviously expensively
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