 no more. Office building lobbies wasn't safe no more. And it wasn't like they wasn't getting chased no more. Just the freedom was better than breathing, they said. An escape route they used to escape out. When things got crazy, they needed the breakout they had. To any place with stairs, any good grinds, the world was theirs. And they four wheels would take them there. Until the cops came and said, there's no skating here. And so they came, pushed