I wish bmx films were this good.
with the exception of this of course, it made me want to go for a pedal in some exotic country, or just a good city with primary colours blasting in my ears, something like my idea of bliss.
Oh and the above made me wish i was one of the following
a) the wolf
b)the photographer
c)at a party where she was present so i could at least try and get my limited English charm on the go, but fuck it she's probably French or Anglo-Belarusian anyways, she wouldn't get it.
peas
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