And artists. And apparently it's a hangout for the 'Twat Squad', as it's clearly been marked by their kind. All are welcome at the skate park. Seriously, though, the skaters weren't bothered at all that I was rolling around and frying like bacon in their ramp. Perhaps it was because of this diaphanous Alexander Wang dress. I'll tell you who will be bothered, however, is my dry cleaner. What the heck is this shit on my dress?! I blame the 'Twat Squad'.
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