Land of Pop

getting around on my new $80 whip. nothing feels so sweet. nothing quite screams freedom like summer. free to do what i want, when i want, where i want. warm breezy nights and ice cream treats. whizzing past countless bodegas and lots and lots of metal, concrete, old school lamp posts and nostalgic signs of days gone past. streets oozing with character, buzzing with energy, steaming with heat…mad crazy brooklyn flavor.