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Premsyl
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Sat Mar 07, 2009 12:39 pm
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Ollie perches on a park bench, sitting on the edge of the backrest with his feet resting on the seat. He wears a raggedy old Volcom cap backwards on his head, with his shaggy dark brown hair poking out from under it in places. His clothing is a mixture of stuff from the Salvation army and stuff he'd ordered out of a skating catalog. His brown eyes glancing around to watch the kids skate and to also look out for a friend who'd said he'd meet him. On the seat beside his legs was balanced his ride. An Alien Workshop brand Dyrdek Strobe deck with red Independent brand trucks, his skateboard was with him wherever he went. He's got two more shortboards at home, plus a longboard for long distance skating, but this one was his favorite.
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