A wild man on a gorgeous Harley pulls up beside me; Maggie Rose and I are on the way to the mountain. We are doing 55mph. Gentleman says something about my dog, I think. (Maggie Rose likes the wind in her face, head out the window.)
I smile like I actually know what he said.
God bless America. 🇺🇸
And Harleys.
And wild men.

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