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| During this first visit waves of conflicting emotions washed over me -- confusion, fright, and embarrassment of course, but also delight and admiration. Sure... in my estimation most of the participants looked ridiculous. However, I had to admit that these people appeared to be having an amazing time. Watching them simultaneously aroused in me the perfect combination of giddiness and wrong-doing, and I am hard pressed to think of a more enjoyable mixture. Although I could not deny my attraction, a strong feeling of uneasiness accompanied it which was magnified by the unceremonious greeting I received from my friends upon relaying my discovery. Convinced that my attraction had formed prematurely and possibly unjustly, I tried my best to stay away from the 6th Avenue skaters, but this self-imposed exile only lasted for a week or two; The growing obsession could not be ignored and soon I started making regular appearances at Roller Disco. Sitting on the lawn watching & listening, question after question popped into my head... "Where do these people come from?" "What are their day jobs?" "Do they practice in their living rooms?" "Am I missing out on something here?" I came to notice there were regulars amongst the skaters -- Sass... Tie dye... Pretzelboy... Individuals with their own stories, sense of style, and most importantly technique. Come, join me for a brief interlude into Roller Madness at Golden Gate Park. Get to know the "regulars" before you venture out for a glimpse of your own. Enjoy a sampling of what you can expect if you happen upon John F. Kennedy Drive and 6th Avenue on a sunny Sunday afternoon. |
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