PROVENCE - PANT - LAVENDER
PART 6 - CHAPTER 5
The smell of the two stroke mixes in with the lavender. In front of me: fields as far as the eye can see. My hair blowing in the wind, behind the flaming bar of a 250 CR, I’m glowing. All motor enthusiasts will tell you the same thing : the true feeling of freedom, the meaning of the word summed up into a single human activity, is, without a doubt, to steer a bike with your wrist at an angle with nothing ahead but the horizon. I come across the landscapes that I grew up with: the tree where I abandoned my first stolen scooter, the wall that still bares the traces of my first graffities, the village, victim of my first burglaries. Just off the edge of the city’s dull greyness, this countryside was my first taste of liberation. To breathe in its fresh air filled me with joy.
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