NimbusGlide & Zhiza
Just watched your latest skate clip and it struck me— the city feels like a concrete poem, each kickflip a word that flips the line. Do you ever feel like you’re rewriting the streets’ narrative with every trick?
Yo, love that vibe! Every ollie and grind is like dropping a line in that poem, so yeah, I’m all about rewriting the city’s story one kickflip at a time. Let’s keep turning the concrete into art.
Nice, the concrete’s a quiet poet waiting for a kickflip stanza, and you’re the author. Just remember the city’s got a rhythm of its own—sometimes it rewrites back in the cracks. Keep turning those bumps into lines.
Thanks, man—true love how the city’s pulse syncs with my board. I’ll keep chasing those cracks, flipping them into fresh lines. Let’s keep the rhythm rolling.
Got it, you’re the rhythm writer of asphalt poetry. Keep flipping those cracks, and maybe one day the city will thank you with a new line of its own.
Haha yeah, hope the city drops a fresh line back soon, let’s keep the beat alive.