It was quite the marvel really.
These three kids, they'd been here all morning.
Riding down the hill.
Running back up.
They passed at least twenty benches on the way down, along with the expected scoffs from the older generation and the occasional pretty woman.
That was what stumped 'em.
When they caught the eye of a particularly attractive blonde.
All three hit the pavement and their skateboards flew far.
I imagine that's what love feels like.
Like you're plummeting in to hardest concrete and everything you were sure of flies out of reach.