Whenever there's an unjust rule, I always itch to break it. In general, I try to quash that impulse, since it rarely leads to anything but trouble. But tonight, I decide to give in to my restless desire for freedom, even if it means sneaking out past curfew.Creeping out of my house, I breathe in the fresh night air. The neatly painted shed beside our house is locked, keyed to Dad's fingerprint, but I figured out how to hack that ancient technology ages ago.Inside the small space, a black motorcycle gleams, waiting for me to pull it out of hiding, like Excalibu
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