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The largesse of a twin-pistoned Appenine iron horse can be overshadowed by the sweeping curves of an American backroad, wrapping their way around the undulating contours of a deserted land with ribbons of asphalt little wider than your closet carpeted in the soft crunch of early autumnal deciduous. 

This is my life right now. And life definitely does not suck. 

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The largesse of a twin-pistoned Appenine iron horse can be overshadowed by the sweeping curves of an American backroad, wrapping their way around the undulating contours of a deserted land with ribbons of asphalt little wider than your closet carpeted in the soft crunch of early autumnal deciduous. 
This is my life right now. And life definitely does not suck. 

When you leave your bike in front of Four Barrel Coffee alone, it quickly makes friends.

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When you leave your bike in front of Four Barrel Coffee alone, it quickly makes friends.

Welcome to the offseason. Mix one part mental burnout, one part wanderlust, one part coffee, one part italiano motorcicletta, and two parts IPA. Add to one bike racer, stir well. 

The path so far: Approximately 1,200 miles. Another 2,500 left to go. The temporary UJM has been replaced by something a little more…fitting.

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