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  • The Older Skaters Are Trying to Tell You Something and You're Not Listening

    I watched this kid the other day at the park, couldn't have been more than fourteen, absolutely demolishing this rail that's been eating people alive for years. Clean lines, zero hesitation, the kind of natural flow that makes you remember why you started skating in the first place. Kid was glowing ...
  • Skateboarding Saved Me From Becoming Who My Parents Wanted

    I never talk about this part. The part where my mom literally cried when I said I wasn't going to college. She thought I was throwing my life away for some toy. My pops didn't even cry, he just got quiet, which was somehow worse. That silence hit different than yelling ever could.But here's what the...
  • Why Your First Board Is Still Better Than Any Board You'll Ever Own Again

    Look, I'm not saying skill doesn't matter. I can land tricks now that would've sent my younger self into cardiac shock. Board control is real, technique is everything, all that jazz. But there's something about that first board that no amount of progression can touch, and I've been thinking about it...
  • The Spot Gets Demolished and Suddenly Everyone's a Historian

    There's this thing that happens when a skate spot dies. Not when it closes down officially or gets a fresh coat of paint or gets turned into condos. I mean when it actually dies. When the city decides your spot is done and they pour concrete over the banks or put up barriers or just let it crumble i...
  • The 2am Clarity That Day People Will Never Get

    I used to think night owls were broken. Like we woke up wrong or got our circadian rhythm twisted by bad decisions and worse habits. My mom definitely thought that. She'd be up at 5:45am with her coffee and her judgement, looking at me like I was committing some kind of moral offense by being alive ...