I love the look of cruisers. While I'd most likely get a sport bike when the time comes, there is something about the cruiser that encompasses the motorcycle experience in a way that no other style of bike can. This bousozoku-ish example spotted in the Higashi-Nipponbash area of Tokyo manages to exemplify the best of both the cruiser world and the underground, rebellious bent nail that refuses to give in to the monolithic, monstrous hammer that is Japanese society. While i didn't see the owner, I have a feeling that he/she and I could probably enjoy a good chat over a few beers.
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