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SOLITARY
SOLDIER
In this world.
kids are forced
to grow up fast.
Television
dictates a
perverted
lifestyle, the
news is a horror
show and the
schools are like
jails. The only
time I feel com-
pletely free is
when I'm skat-
ing. I've tried
lots of things.
but I like skat-
ing best. I could
work at Del
Taco, I could be
a metal head.
stoner or a
vidiot. I'm a
soldier fighting
the war inside
my head, a war
between their
world and mine.
No one will ever
win, but it will
be a hell of a
fight. And when
It's over, they
will know they
tried to chain
me but I broke
free. Molds are
for Jello. Joe
Ryckervosh
makes the
bench sing with
an ollie nose
bonk 360°
shove-it.
GYPSY CIRCUS
The bearded lady beckons passers-by at
the door. A traveling freak show of snake
charmers, sword swallowers and tattooed
strong men convulse under the bright
blue big top. Swirling music pours from
the calliope as the woman with three legs
puts her head in the lion's mouth. Watch
with amazement as Christian Fletcher, the
wild ape boy, performs daring stunts of
illusion on the Bizarro Halfpipe Of Death.
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FREEDOM IN THE NIGHT
It was late on Friday night. The family was busily
packing their bags and preparing for an annual visit to a
ranch in the northern countryside. Upstairs. Dave
Griffin became restless and apprehensive, knowing once
he and his family departed he wouldn't be able to skate
for a week. It was midnight and the morning would soon
come. Still wearing his polka dot pajamas, Dave escaped
through the bedroom window, his skate clutched to his
body, and disappeared into the night. He knew he had
to free his mind and sample an ollie nose slide across
his favorite hydrant before his latest journey to hell.