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It wasn’t a regular occurrence for Yata to restrict himself to the half-pipes and railings of the local skate park. He found that the impromptu trips out and about the city were more to his liking. The way he was incapable of predicting the exact tricks he needed to whip up to avoid disaster; it was a lot more challenging and enjoyable when he was dodging pedestrians while traversing the urban landscape. The skate park, on the other hand, was old. Predictable. Boring. Yata knew it like the back of his hand, so to speak. He had visited it enough when he initially began skateboarding. Of course, there were many more than just one measly s