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I still remember the smell of leather and gasoline when I got my first custom biker patch. The sun was setting over a long stretch of desert highway, the air warm and thick with dust. My old denim vest was worn thin from hundreds of rides, but that day, it got a new piece of life sewn into it—a patch that told the world who I was and where I belonged.
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